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 Lebanon and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Grey Daturas to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Ice-T,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobbi Humphrey,
10cc,
Talk Talk,
U.S. Maple,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barclay James Harvest,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glenn Branca,
Judy Mowatt,
Deakin,
Sarah Menescal,
Mandrill,
Radiohead,
Masters at Work,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stiv Bators,
PIL,
The Saints,
Fatback Band,
Essential Logic,
Sight & Sound,
Roxette,
A Flock of Seagulls,
CMW,
Erykah Badu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barrington Levy,
The Motions,
Joyce Sims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Halsall,
New Order,
Bill Wells,
Skriet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June of 44,
LL Cool J,
Swell Maps,
Hashim,
Rekid,
One Last Wish,
Bad Manners,
Rosa Yemen,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joy Division,
The Zeros,
Mars,
Dead Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Gong,
Visage,
The Cowsills,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maleditus Sound,
Moebius,
The Victims,
The Angels of Light,
Rufus Thomas,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.