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 Bahrain and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Misunderstood to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pagans,
Mars,
Parry Music,
Scan 7,
Fad Gadget,
The Busters,
Gichy Dan,
China Crisis,
Basic Channel,
H. Thieme,
The Slits,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glenn Branca,
Brass Construction,
B.T. Express,
Marine Girls,
Sam Rivers,
The Young Rascals,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
The Tremeloes,
Thee Headcoats,
Jeff Mills,
Aloha Tigers,
The Count Five,
John Cale,
Excepter,
Roy Ayers,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soul II Soul,
Roxy Music,
Todd Terry,
Crispy Ambulance,
48th St. Collective,
Hashim,
Warren Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tears for Fears,
Black Bananas,
Severed Heads,
The Smoke,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Spoonie Gee,
Mr. Review,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
KRS-One,
Pere Ubu,
The Saints,
The Stooges,
Prince Buster,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.