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 Honduras and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Shadows of Knight to the funk 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Moon,
Crash Course in Science,
ABBA,
Arab on Radar,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick May,
Essential Logic,
The Victims,
Yusef Lateef,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Red Krayola,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joy Division,
Supertramp,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Livin' Joy,
Blossom Toes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Trumans Water,
Masters at Work,
Soul Sonic Force,
Piero Umiliani,
Prince Buster,
The Monks,
Lalann,
Subhumans,
The Smiths,
John Cale,
Aaron Thompson,
the Sonics,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Neon Judgement,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Music Machine,
Maurizio,
Soulsonic Force,
Marcia Griffiths,
Urselle,
The Human League,
Avey Tare,
Charles Mingus,
Freddie Wadling,
Mary Jane Girls,
Donny Hathaway,
Dennis Brown,
Q65,
Harry Pussy,
the Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Easy Going,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rapeman,
Lucky Dragons,
This Heat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mark Hollis,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.