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 Argentina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 Terrestrial Tones to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Spandau Ballet,
Von Mondo,
Graham Central Station,
Nick Fraelich,
Rapeman,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
Essential Logic,
cv313,
The Evens,
Boredoms,
The Litter,
Tears for Fears,
The Young Rascals,
Unrelated Segments,
Motorama,
The Mummies,
The Index,
The Toasters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roy Ayers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Robert Görl,
The Wake,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young,
The Gun Club,
Amazonics,
The Invisible,
The Modern Lovers,
Barrington Levy,
The American Breed,
Eddi Front,
Circle Jerks,
AZ,
Schoolly D,
The Black Dice,
Deadbeat,
Warsaw,
Hot Snakes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donny Hathaway,
Minutemen,
Kurtis Blow,
Mars,
Mad Mike,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Underground Resistance,
Gabor Szabo,
Cluster,
David McCallum,
Moebius,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Knickerbockers,
UT,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.