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 Bhutan and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kerri Chandler to the rock 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Nico,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thompson Twins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Motorama,
Brand Nubian,
Gastr Del Sol,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gladiators,
Al Stewart,
Trumans Water,
Black Pus,
Quando Quango,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Slave,
Malaria!,
The Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun Ra,
The Cure,
The Mojo Men,
Buzzcocks,
The Durutti Column,
The Monks,
Davy DMX,
Yaz,
Junior Murvin,
David Bowie,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Von Mondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Urselle,
Byron Stingily,
Fatback Band,
Japan,
Black Bananas,
This Heat,
The Star Department,
Bobby Womack,
The Associates,
Barbara Tucker,
Neil Young,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jandek,
Roxette,
FM Einheit,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Wyatt,
Agitation Free,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scientists,
The J.B.'s,
10cc,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Mills,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Christie,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.