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 Panama and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Janne Schatter to the grime 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Reagan Youth,
Susan Cadogan,
Monolake,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liliput,
K-Klass,
Au Pairs,
Joey Negro,
Alton Ellis,
Sarah Menescal,
Mars,
Das Ding,
Boredoms,
Gang Green,
Theoretical Girls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radio Birdman,
Malaria!,
Tres Demented,
Radiohead,
Jawbox,
The Kinks,
Josef K,
Loose Ends,
Crash Course in Science,
Arthur Verocai,
Roy Ayers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Spoonie Gee,
Lindisfarne,
The Vogues,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Youth Brigade,
Rod Modell,
Suburban Knight,
Rotary Connection,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Ludus,
Althea and Donna,
The Skatalites,
Cameo,
Pylon,
Vainqueur,
The Cure,
Flipper,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Iggy Pop,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Neon Judgement,
Lungfish,
Glenn Branca,
Jandek,
Roger Hodgson,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.