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 Kenya and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Duran Duran to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Das Ding,
The Moody Blues,
The Cure,
Crash Course in Science,
Spoonie Gee,
Sight & Sound,
the Association,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New York Dolls,
PIL,
Animal Collective,
Desert Stars,
Scientists,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Trumans Water,
Whodini,
Symarip,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fugs,
Black Bananas,
Groovy Waters,
Mission of Burma,
The Fuzztones,
Yellowson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Blancmange,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Heaven 17,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalann,
Tres Demented,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radio Birdman,
Parry Music,
ABC,
Stetsasonic,
Kayak,
Drexciya,
Scrapy,
the Human League,
Young Marble Giants,
Marine Girls,
The Gap Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moebius,
Harpers Bizarre,
Iggy Pop,
Marc Almond,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lower 48,
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scan 7,
Infiniti,
Rekid,
Franke,
The Angels of Light,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.