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 Thailand and from Shanghai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Eddi Front to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
The Gun Club,
Outsiders,
New Order,
Monks,
In Retrospect,
Leonard Cohen,
Stereo Dub,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
FM Einheit,
Hasil Adkins,
David Axelrod,
Todd Terry,
The Cure,
Roxette,
AZ,
The Skatalites,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Matthew Bourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
Joyce Sims,
Urselle,
Tom Boy,
Japan,
Albert Ayler,
Sällskapet,
Deepchord,
R.M.O.,
Organ,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cymande,
Minny Pops,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Sherman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flash Fearless,
Theoretical Girls,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bauhaus,
Heaven 17,
Rakim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Man Parrish,
JFA,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nas,
Public Enemy,
The Slackers,
Donald Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Parry Music,
Khruangbin,
Y Pants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lucky Dragons,
Connie Case,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.