Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Dominican Republic and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sam Rivers to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Bizarre Inc.,
China Crisis,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smiths,
PIL,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Soft Machine,
The Durutti Column,
AZ,
The Gun Club,
Crash Course in Science,
Bill Wells,
Technova,
Parry Music,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Iggy Pop,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Malaria!,
Mary Jane Girls,
Swans,
Nas,
Reuben Wilson,
The Neon Judgement,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minny Pops,
Joey Negro,
Hasil Adkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Masters at Work,
UT,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Franke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Make Up,
The Gap Band,
Black Pus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siglo XX,
Toni Rubio,
the Human League,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül II,
The Blues Magoos,
Godley & Creme,
Silicon Teens,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eyeless In Gaza,
T.S.O.L.,
Sugar Minott,
Sandy B,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
The American Breed,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.