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 Zambia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Silicon Teens to the grunge 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maleditus Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Television Personalities,
The J.B.'s,
The Gladiators,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Wake,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Shadows of Knight,
DNA,
Soul II Soul,
Harmonia,
Desert Stars,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dennis Brown,
the Human League,
Jeff Mills,
Idris Muhammad,
Bush Tetras,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MDC,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
Siglo XX,
Soulsonic Force,
Nick Fraelich,
Ludus,
The Smoke,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ronan,
Ronnie Foster,
Freddie Wadling,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jawbox,
Tubeway Army,
Can,
Darondo,
Michelle Simonal,
the Normal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Laurel Aitken,
The Black Dice,
Black Moon,
Harry Pussy,
Sugar Minott,
Cameo,
Jandek,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fugazi,
Chris & Cosey,
Accadde A,
Kurtis Blow,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Schoolly D,
The Durutti Column,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.