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 Benin and from Jakarta.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yaz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Lou Reed,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Loose Ends,
The Move,
Livin' Joy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Clear Light,
The American Breed,
Bizarre Inc.,
UT,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker,
Yaz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Count Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gladiators,
Skriet,
Desert Stars,
Johnny Clarke,
June Days,
Jerry Gold Smith,
cv313,
The Young Rascals,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chris & Cosey,
Amon Düül II,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ken Boothe,
Qualms,
Deepchord,
Chris Corsano,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kurtis Blow,
Traffic Nightmare,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wolf Eyes,
Byron Stingily,
Slick Rick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roger Hodgson,
The Residents,
Ohio Players,
Lakeside,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nils Olav,
the Bar-Kays,
Tom Boy,
Silicon Teens,
Radio Birdman,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
Bad Manners,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.