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 Armenia and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Rotary Connection to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Lindisfarne,
David Bowie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pierre Henry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skriet,
Brick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter & Gordon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Lakeside,
John Holt,
Lower 48,
The Moody Blues,
Main Source,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tom Boy,
AZ,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mission of Burma,
Silicon Teens,
Mr. Review,
Derrick Morgan,
Donald Byrd,
Dawn Penn,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed,
Matthew Bourne,
Glenn Branca,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Judy Mowatt,
Slick Rick,
Livin' Joy,
Terry Callier,
Steve Hackett,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Anakelly,
The Velvet Underground,
The Five Americans,
Tres Demented,
Godley & Creme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Talk Talk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Severed Heads,
Mad Mike,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-101,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Youth Brigade,
The Dead C,
Pantaleimon,
Crooked Eye,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.