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 Italy and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Connie Case to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Eden Ahbez,
Jandek,
The Neon Judgement,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Procol Harum,
Moebius,
Terrestrial Tones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Count Five,
Fela Kuti,
Steve Hackett,
The Blues Magoos,
Sugar Minott,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
Flash Fearless,
The Fire Engines,
Boredoms,
The Kinks,
The United States of America,
Flipper,
Lalann,
Bootsy Collins,
New York Dolls,
the Sonics,
Make Up,
the Bar-Kays,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chris & Cosey,
Soulsonic Force,
Au Pairs,
Funkadelic,
Jacques Brel,
Massinfluence,
The Leaves,
Peter & Gordon,
Toni Rubio,
D'Angelo,
Simply Red,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultravox,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hardrive,
Bob Dylan,
Sarah Menescal,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
10cc,
Hoover,
This Heat,
Sam Rivers,
Lyres,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.