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 Nicaragua and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sexual Harrassment to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Modern Lovers,
Groovy Waters,
The Standells,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Kinks,
The Walker Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Little Man,
Darondo,
Tubeway Army,
Jawbox,
The New Christs,
EPMD,
Avey Tare,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quando Quango,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
JFA,
David McCallum,
Rekid,
Ice-T,
Young Marble Giants,
The Techniques,
The Dirtbombs,
The Stooges,
Intrusion,
Erykah Badu,
Joy Division,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crooked Eye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mummies,
Brass Construction,
Panda Bear,
The Trojans,
Kenny Larkin,
Porter Ricks,
Yellowson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Los Fastidios,
Supertramp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Youth Brigade,
Joe Smooth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric Dolphy,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Hood,
Cecil Taylor,
Ten City,
Stetsasonic,
the Soft Cell,
New York Dolls,
Rod Modell,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.