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 Namibia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Ronnie Foster,
New York Dolls,
Wire,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joe Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cure,
Joyce Sims,
Fela Kuti,
Donny Hathaway,
Flipper,
Sexual Harrassment,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
Vladislav Delay,
Dawn Penn,
Warren Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
Sandy B,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cowsills,
Television Personalities,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fuzztones,
Deadbeat,
the Human League,
The Mojo Men,
Bauhaus,
Arcadia,
Camberwell Now,
The Kinks,
The Buckinghams,
Icehouse,
Shuggie Otis,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wolf Eyes,
Symarip,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
Davy DMX,
Amon Düül II,
The Last Poets,
Fugazi,
Cameo,
Joe Finger,
The Offenders,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jeff Lynne,
Sparks,
Derrick Morgan,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Trumans Water,
Eurythmics,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tomorrow,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.