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 Guinea-Bissau and from New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 Dawn Penn to the funk 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Inner City,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sparks,
Alison Limerick,
Peter and Kerry,
Iggy Pop,
Rotary Connection,
Donald Byrd,
The Detroit Cobras,
Popol Vuh,
Marmalade,
The Sound,
The Durutti Column,
Black Bananas,
Erasure,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kevin Saunderson,
Zero Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
Interpol,
Barry Ungar,
The Neon Judgement,
Ludus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Barracudas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cameo,
DJ Style,
Audionom,
Marvin Gaye,
The Tremeloes,
Technova,
Average White Band,
The Electric Prunes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tommy Roe,
Lucky Dragons,
Main Source,
Motorama,
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra,
Crime,
Quando Quango,
Soul II Soul,
LL Cool J,
The Knickerbockers,
The Motions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
Arcadia,
The Five Americans,
Minny Pops,
Ralphi Rosario,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.