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 Chad and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
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 chamberlin 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 Zero Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Iggy Pop,
The Last Poets,
The Velvet Underground,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Derrick Morgan,
The Move,
Yellowson,
Kerri Chandler,
Animal Collective,
Sight & Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Monochrome Set,
Deepchord,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Black Dice,
Chrome,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neil Young,
Pylon,
Mr. Review,
Goldenarms,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
K-Klass,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Byrd,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Anakelly,
Nas,
Scott Walker,
Skarface,
Gang Gang Dance,
Quantec,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Sneak,
Essential Logic,
Tim Buckley,
Audionom,
Eli Mardock,
Brick,
Absolute Body Control,
The Doors,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Al Stewart,
The Cure,
Radiohead,
Little Man,
MC5,
Liliput,
David Bowie,
Bang On A Can,
Thompson Twins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang Green,
Graham Central Station,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.