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 Guatemala and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Philadelphia.
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 harpsichord 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 Robert Görl to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wolf Eyes,
Jeff Lynne,
Connie Case,
Jerry's Kids,
Procol Harum,
ABBA,
the Human League,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
KRS-One,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Flag,
F. McDonald,
Fela Kuti,
Sun City Girls,
Sun Ra,
Tommy Roe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Infiniti,
Albert Ayler,
Slave,
The Star Department,
Malaria!,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Hill,
Wasted Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hot Snakes,
Jeff Mills,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Q65,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bauhaus,
Michelle Simonal,
Television Personalities,
Altered Images,
The Pretty Things,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Seeds,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bad Manners,
The Angels of Light,
The Cramps,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nirvana,
Dawn Penn,
Bluetip,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül II,
Los Fastidios,
Big Daddy Kane,
Graham Central Station,
Adolescents,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.