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 Romania and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 a-ha to the disco 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Siglo XX,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Sonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jandek,
Gang of Four,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harpers Bizarre,
Suburban Knight,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Byrd,
Wally Richardson,
One Last Wish,
Trumans Water,
Joyce Sims,
The Gap Band,
Sex Pistols,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arthur Verocai,
Depeche Mode,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Reed,
Slick Rick,
Carl Craig,
Essential Logic,
Panda Bear,
X-Ray Spex,
Crash Course in Science,
CMW,
The Shadows of Knight,
Niagra,
The Evens,
Arab on Radar,
Popol Vuh,
Nirvana,
La Düsseldorf,
The Beau Brummels,
Technova,
Eddi Front,
Wolf Eyes,
The Grass Roots,
Idris Muhammad,
Junior Murvin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Judy Mowatt,
Loose Ends,
Cecil Taylor,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Litter,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
Minutemen,
Peter & Gordon,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.