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 Benin and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Trojans 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Lakeside,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott Heron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alphaville,
cv313,
Television Personalities,
Wasted Youth,
Mars,
Ronan,
Ossler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
The Standells,
Erykah Badu,
Ronnie Foster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
R.M.O.,
Robert Wyatt,
Grauzone,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grey Daturas,
Robert Hood,
Zero Boys,
The Buckinghams,
Mantronix,
Susan Cadogan,
The Wake,
The Saints,
Charles Mingus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Faust,
Porter Ricks,
FM Einheit,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minutemen,
The Vogues,
the Association,
Metal Thangz,
The Real Kids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Max Romeo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
David Bowie,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gap Band,
The Dead C,
Wolf Eyes,
Schoolly D,
Underground Resistance,
Nirvana,
The Cowsills,
Livin' Joy,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.