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 San Marino and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 In Retrospect to the electroclash 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Nico,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monks,
Roy Ayers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Accadde A,
Chris & Cosey,
OOIOO,
The Slackers,
X-Ray Spex,
Symarip,
Saccharine Trust,
Piero Umiliani,
Newcleus,
Robert Wyatt,
Camouflage,
Moby Grape,
Lakeside,
Visage,
Ronnie Foster,
Maurizio,
Rotary Connection,
The Star Department,
Sexual Harrassment,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Davy DMX,
Johnny Clarke,
The Red Krayola,
Erasure,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sex Pistols,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Faraquet,
The Gories,
Pierre Henry,
Gang of Four,
Aaron Thompson,
Brothers Johnson,
The Divine Comedy,
Alphaville,
Easy Going,
Barrington Levy,
Quadrant,
Scion,
Loose Ends,
Sugar Minott,
Scientists,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Freddie Wadling,
Shuggie Otis,
The Velvet Underground,
Pussy Galore,
F. McDonald,
B.T. Express,
Parry Music,
Radiohead,
Neu!,
The Toasters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.