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 Maldives and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 disco 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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Selecter,
Pole,
Sugar Minott,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Howard Jones,
Ohio Players,
Fugazi,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Buzzcocks,
China Crisis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Q and Not U,
Thompson Twins,
Shoche,
The Smoke,
Althea and Donna,
Dark Day,
Scrapy,
The Grass Roots,
The Gladiators,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neil Young,
MC5,
Sällskapet,
Cheater Slicks,
PIL,
Sight & Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
Cecil Taylor,
Interpol,
Audionom,
Peter & Gordon,
Freddie Wadling,
Subhumans,
John Foxx,
Barrington Levy,
Lyres,
UT,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tim Buckley,
Yazoo,
Sparks,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
Peter and Kerry,
Marvin Gaye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stereo Dub,
Alison Limerick,
Graham Central Station,
Section 25,
Albert Ayler,
Pantytec,
Donny Hathaway,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Pus,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.