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 Albania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
The Selecter,
This Heat,
Derrick May,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minnie Riperton,
Bob Dylan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Index,
Section 25,
Q and Not U,
The Tremeloes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jacob Miller,
Delta 5,
Blossom Toes,
Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
John Coltrane,
Ronnie Foster,
Icehouse,
Urselle,
The Divine Comedy,
Amon Düül II,
The Black Dice,
Shoche,
Matthew Bourne,
Yazoo,
World's Most,
Goldenarms,
The Beau Brummels,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eve St. Jones,
Fugazi,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rosa Yemen,
Circle Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Franke,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crime,
Alphaville,
T.S.O.L.,
Tears for Fears,
Skaos,
The Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Dual Sessions,
The Gun Club,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Rundgren,
Fela Kuti,
Make Up,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bronski Beat,
Wasted Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gap Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pere Ubu,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.