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 Croatia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Black Bananas,
Junior Murvin,
Hasil Adkins,
Pylon,
Scratch Acid,
Little Man,
The Move,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New Order,
Harmonia,
Soulsonic Force,
Sam Rivers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Seeds,
Dead Boys,
Lalann,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bluetip,
Lucky Dragons,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Delta 5,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camouflage,
Rosa Yemen,
Stiv Bators,
Minnie Riperton,
Bill Wells,
Lyres,
Animal Collective,
Boredoms,
Black Sheep,
Quantec,
The Modern Lovers,
Althea and Donna,
the Normal,
Fugazi,
The Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gladiators,
Kas Product,
DJ Style,
Crispian St. Peters,
JFA,
Chris Corsano,
Rites of Spring,
Crispy Ambulance,
La Düsseldorf,
Can,
Todd Rundgren,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bush Tetras,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
a-ha,
June of 44,
Con Funk Shun,
The Monks,
Procol Harum,
Prince Buster,
Camberwell Now,
Man Parrish,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.