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 Rwanda and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 The Pop Group to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Kurtis Blow,
Niagra,
Eric Dolphy,
Ohio Players,
Girls At Our Best!,
Deadbeat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crash Course in Science,
The Wake,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maurizio,
The Fortunes,
Angry Samoans,
Pantytec,
the Slits,
The Gladiators,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Rundgren,
The Birthday Party,
Barry Ungar,
One Last Wish,
Wire,
B.T. Express,
Trumans Water,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Country Joe & The Fish,
New Age Steppers,
Crooked Eye,
Hardrive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Five Americans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Human League,
Yaz,
Hot Snakes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tomorrow,
Carl Craig,
X-Ray Spex,
Minor Threat,
The Pretty Things,
Monolake,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Michelle Simonal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Smog,
Robert Hood,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blake Baxter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Basic Channel,
Organ,
Swans,
The Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
Visage,
The Black Dice,
The Fuzztones,
Soul II Soul,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.