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 Paraguay and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 arpeggiator 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 Association to the jazz 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Amon Düül,
U.S. Maple,
Au Pairs,
LL Cool J,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
L. Decosne,
Dark Day,
Hot Snakes,
Cameo,
Nick Fraelich,
Quadrant,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rekid,
the Swans,
CMW,
Junior Murvin,
Average White Band,
Q65,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rotary Connection,
Sugar Minott,
The Saints,
Crispian St. Peters,
Public Enemy,
Patti Smith,
Ohio Players,
Kenny Larkin,
Niagra,
Grey Daturas,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ludus,
John Cale,
Drexciya,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flipper,
The Mummies,
The Slackers,
the Germs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Evens,
Joensuu 1685,
Reagan Youth,
E-Dancer,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cowsills,
The Zeros,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Faust,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Real Kids,
Stiv Bators,
Blossom Toes,
Suburban Knight,
Second Layer,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.