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 Marshall Islands and from Milan.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Skaos to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Grass Roots,
The Barracudas,
Joyce Sims,
The Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
Tres Demented,
Chrome,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jacques Brel,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter & Gordon,
Tubeway Army,
Dorothy Ashby,
Skriet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Derrick Morgan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Matthew Halsall,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fear,
Tommy Roe,
Ultravox,
The Index,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Derrick May,
Faust,
Scan 7,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jawbox,
Motorama,
Neil Young,
Stiv Bators,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Byrd,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soul II Soul,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fluxion,
Fad Gadget,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quando Quango,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fire Engines,
Funky Four + One,
Ituana,
Pere Ubu,
The Velvet Underground,
Buzzcocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dead Boys,
Joy Division,
Youth Brigade,
Henry Cow,
Rotary Connection,
Al Stewart,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.