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 Moldova and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 Lou Christie to the punk 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gun Club,
The Knickerbockers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fluxion,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Wake,
Mantronix,
Iggy Pop,
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Anthony Braxton,
Swell Maps,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cecil Taylor,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cal Tjader,
Stetsasonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Siglo XX,
Chris & Cosey,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
La Düsseldorf,
Cheater Slicks,
Tomorrow,
Tubeway Army,
Ultravox,
Stereo Dub,
Terry Callier,
The Dirtbombs,
Warren Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
Deadbeat,
Technova,
The Mummies,
The Selecter,
A Certain Ratio,
Lou Christie,
Basic Channel,
Quantec,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Flag,
The Raincoats,
DJ Sneak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Talk Talk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quadrant,
Lower 48,
Derrick May,
Tres Demented,
Alice Coltrane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultimate Spinach,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flash Fearless,
Visage,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kayak,
FM Einheit,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.