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 Cameroon and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yazoo to the rap 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '60s 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 Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funkadelic,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sparks,
Mission of Burma,
Silicon Teens,
Alphaville,
Niagra,
Warren Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fall,
Cybotron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stetsasonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
Mars,
X-102,
Grauzone,
AZ,
Ituana,
Soul II Soul,
The Index,
Lebanon Hanover,
Second Layer,
the Slits,
Camberwell Now,
Kurtis Blow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Unwound,
Duran Duran,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roxy Music,
Janne Schatter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joy Division,
Mr. Review,
Underground Resistance,
The Human League,
Nils Olav,
Tres Demented,
The Evens,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Hill,
Hardrive,
Iggy Pop,
Alton Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
Soft Machine,
Masters at Work,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
48th St. Collective,
LL Cool J,
The Blackbyrds,
Camouflage,
Mantronix,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Spoonie Gee,
T.S.O.L.,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.