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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 The Doobie Brothers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kayak,
Nick Fraelich,
Jeff Mills,
Hashim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ken Boothe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cameo,
Trumans Water,
Organ,
Little Man,
New Order,
the Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wasted Youth,
Tears for Fears,
Terrestrial Tones,
Accadde A,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
John Coltrane,
Inner City,
Stereo Dub,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roy Ayers,
Erasure,
Stiv Bators,
Niagra,
The Gun Club,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Normal,
The Monochrome Set,
Mo-Dettes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slave,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
UT,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gichy Dan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ludus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mandrill,
The Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kurtis Blow,
Deepchord,
Dave Gahan,
June of 44,
Can,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moby Grape,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.