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 Slovakia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Subhumans to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pagans,
kango's stein massive,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gories,
Marc Almond,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Con Funk Shun,
Glambeats Corp.,
David Bowie,
Niagra,
The Evens,
the Soft Cell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Drive Like Jehu,
Juan Atkins,
Boredoms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Clear Light,
The J.B.'s,
the Human League,
Brick,
Liliput,
New Order,
The Dirtbombs,
Lakeside,
Soft Cell,
DNA,
The Slackers,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Easy Going,
Gong,
Spandau Ballet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kayak,
Peter and Kerry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jandek,
Isaac Hayes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ituana,
Lungfish,
John Holt,
The Toasters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tom Boy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Cale,
Kenny Larkin,
Jacob Miller,
Magma,
The Count Five,
Black Moon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barbara Tucker,
Barclay James Harvest,
Urselle,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.