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 Chile and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Bremen and Milan.
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 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 Isaac Hayes to the rap 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Zero Boys,
Monks,
Agent Orange,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tears for Fears,
CMW,
Jacques Brel,
the Soft Cell,
Roxette,
JFA,
Man Parrish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Kinks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lower 48,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Womack,
L. Decosne,
Nik Kershaw,
Lakeside,
New Order,
Depeche Mode,
Boredoms,
Dual Sessions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Iggy Pop,
Amazonics,
The Associates,
Swell Maps,
Bang On A Can,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bill Wells,
One Last Wish,
Franke,
Gang of Four,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Almond,
FM Einheit,
10cc,
Metal Thangz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Ituana,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
Peter and Kerry,
Dave Gahan,
Graham Central Station,
The Velvet Underground,
Donny Hathaway,
The Trojans,
Nick Fraelich,
Brothers Johnson,
Sixth Finger,
The Standells,
Todd Rundgren,
The Blues Magoos,
Barry Ungar,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.