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 Seoul.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Simply Red to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lalann,
Kayak,
Swans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hoover,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ten City,
K-Klass,
Arthur Verocai,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kaleidoscope,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Harmonia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Depeche Mode,
Hardrive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Johnny Clarke,
the Bar-Kays,
The Offenders,
Parry Music,
Davy DMX,
D'Angelo,
Khruangbin,
X-Ray Spex,
Amon Düül,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
cv313,
Faust,
The Walker Brothers,
Heaven 17,
Aaron Thompson,
Masters at Work,
the Association,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Last Poets,
The Fugs,
Spandau Ballet,
Dennis Brown,
Soulsonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Anthony Braxton,
Anakelly,
MC5,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bronski Beat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radiohead,
Black Moon,
The Monks,
Second Layer,
Juan Atkins,
Marc Almond,
The Vogues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.