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 Greece and from Hong Kong.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Dead C to the rock 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sex Pistols,
The Golliwogs,
Bootsy Collins,
Archie Shepp,
Eddi Front,
Guru Guru,
48th St. Collective,
The Barracudas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thompson Twins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scratch Acid,
Rites of Spring,
Pantytec,
Ultra Naté,
The Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Sight & Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Skarface,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
Magazine,
Sällskapet,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Style,
Yaz,
The Busters,
Country Teasers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Real Kids,
Fat Boys,
Magma,
The Sonics,
Agent Orange,
The Happenings,
Roxy Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Michelle Simonal,
Dennis Brown,
Soft Cell,
The Wake,
Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Terry,
Circle Jerks,
Bob Dylan,
Liliput,
The Victims,
Joyce Sims,
The Mighty Diamonds,
One Last Wish,
Lower 48,
Au Pairs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Banda Bassotti,
PIL,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.