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 Chile and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Boredoms to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Althea and Donna,
China Crisis,
Gang Starr,
Aswad,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roger Hodgson,
Warren Ellis,
The Cramps,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eden Ahbez,
Rotary Connection,
The Misunderstood,
Cymande,
Procol Harum,
Rites of Spring,
The Motions,
Mr. Review,
Lebanon Hanover,
Little Man,
Hoover,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronan,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Delta 5,
Max Romeo,
Eurythmics,
Lou Christie,
Clear Light,
The Invisible,
Warsaw,
The Move,
Drexciya,
The Tremeloes,
The Electric Prunes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
PIL,
Graham Central Station,
The Fire Engines,
Henry Cow,
Janne Schatter,
Fela Kuti,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Davy DMX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Rakim,
Frankie Knuckles,
Can,
The Red Krayola,
The Remains,
Barry Ungar,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ituana,
Quantec,
Jeru the Damaja,
Youth Brigade,
The Walker Brothers,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.