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 Brazil and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Stereo Dub to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flash Fearless,
Johnny Clarke,
Kool Moe Dee,
Panda Bear,
Vladislav Delay,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Rundgren,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Angels of Light,
Man Parrish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sex Pistols,
Khruangbin,
Sällskapet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scratch Acid,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Supertramp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Moon,
Stereo Dub,
Janne Schatter,
Nils Olav,
Yellowson,
a-ha,
The Human League,
The Modern Lovers,
Absolute Body Control,
Kurtis Blow,
Q and Not U,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anakelly,
Archie Shepp,
Porter Ricks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stiv Bators,
The Doors,
Lou Christie,
Quantec,
Shuggie Otis,
Infiniti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Glambeats Corp.,
OOIOO,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Saints,
Joe Smooth,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
FM Einheit,
The Moleskins,
Ohio Players,
Soul II Soul,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radio Birdman,
CMW,
The Golliwogs,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.