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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Intrusion 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Procol Harum,
Tres Demented,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Alison Limerick,
Scan 7,
Excepter,
Duran Duran,
Barrington Levy,
Black Sheep,
The Gap Band,
Harmonia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crime,
Faust,
E-Dancer,
The Remains,
Bluetip,
The Offenders,
Nirvana,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Half Japanese,
Television,
The Names,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Byrd,
June of 44,
Deepchord,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rosa Yemen,
The Blues Magoos,
Reuben Wilson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Young Marble Giants,
The Move,
Organ,
Rekid,
The Moleskins,
The Techniques,
DJ Sneak,
Ituana,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rotary Connection,
The Gladiators,
Joey Negro,
Cymande,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thompson Twins,
Suburban Knight,
Scrapy,
DNA,
The Neon Judgement,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Maleditus Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Altered Images,
Urselle,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.