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 Latvia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Babytalk to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Duran Duran,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Busters,
Ten City,
Bad Manners,
Organ,
Swell Maps,
Khruangbin,
Nas,
Chris Corsano,
Dark Day,
Jeff Lynne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
June of 44,
Main Source,
Soulsonic Force,
David Bowie,
Neil Young,
The Velvet Underground,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sandy B,
Deakin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pantytec,
Shuggie Otis,
Eddi Front,
Junior Murvin,
Buzzcocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boz Scaggs,
Susan Cadogan,
K-Klass,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Groovy Waters,
The Young Rascals,
Joey Negro,
Blancmange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tomorrow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Outsiders,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scientists,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
EPMD,
Mandrill,
Mars,
Sarah Menescal,
Minny Pops,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultra Naté,
Nirvana,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
R.M.O.,
Graham Central Station,
Zero Boys,
Unwound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.