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 Italy and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Kenny Larkin to the punk 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Boredoms,
the Sonics,
Sound Behaviour,
Yusef Lateef,
Brand Nubian,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neu!,
The Beau Brummels,
Soul II Soul,
Scion,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül II,
Sight & Sound,
The Slackers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
La Düsseldorf,
The Selecter,
Drexciya,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scan 7,
DJ Sneak,
Magma,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moebius,
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Echospace,
Technova,
Godley & Creme,
Tim Buckley,
Main Source,
cv313,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Doors,
Black Moon,
Heaven 17,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Howard Jones,
Schoolly D,
Grey Daturas,
Erykah Badu,
The Fortunes,
The Seeds,
Kayak,
E-Dancer,
Black Bananas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ten City,
Lightning Bolt,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
MDC,
Absolute Body Control,
Gabor Szabo,
Q and Not U,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Busters,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.