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 Nicaragua and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro 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 Pharoah Sanders to the dance 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
The Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
Lungfish,
Deadbeat,
Curtis Mayfield,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Aaron Thompson,
Thompson Twins,
Godley & Creme,
Anthony Braxton,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Derrick May,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Quantec,
Qualms,
Robert Wyatt,
Hardrive,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grauzone,
The Flesh Eaters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cameo,
China Crisis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pantytec,
Zapp,
Simply Red,
The Happenings,
Joey Negro,
Royal Trux,
Jacob Miller,
Joe Smooth,
LL Cool J,
The Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
DNA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Todd Terry,
Talk Talk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Los Fastidios,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tim Buckley,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
Joyce Sims,
Black Bananas,
Barry Ungar,
Arcadia,
Public Enemy,
Arthur Verocai,
the Slits,
The Motions,
Black Sheep,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.