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 Iran and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kurtis Blow to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fad Gadget,
MC5,
Colin Newman,
Section 25,
Grey Daturas,
The Happenings,
Faust,
The Velvet Underground,
Matthew Halsall,
Mark Hollis,
Youth Brigade,
Fatback Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unwound,
Peter & Gordon,
Mission of Burma,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Germs,
Nick Fraelich,
Roxette,
The Dead C,
Bad Manners,
Arthur Verocai,
Laurel Aitken,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Neon Judgement,
Donald Byrd,
Subhumans,
Ten City,
Desert Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Skatalites,
Newcleus,
Funkadelic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Wells,
Robert Wyatt,
Theoretical Girls,
The Seeds,
Lightning Bolt,
Byron Stingily,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Con Funk Shun,
the Bar-Kays,
Blancmange,
Todd Terry,
In Retrospect,
Yellowson,
The Fall,
Circle Jerks,
UT,
R.M.O.,
Godley & Creme,
Flash Fearless,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Isaac Hayes,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.