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 Venezuela and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sällskapet to the punk 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scratch Acid,
Joe Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Womack,
the Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
B.T. Express,
Audionom,
The Angels of Light,
Amon Düül,
The Moody Blues,
Public Image Ltd.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Adolescents,
Spoonie Gee,
Neu!,
Matthew Bourne,
Wally Richardson,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiopuhelimet,
E-Dancer,
Pere Ubu,
Average White Band,
Stiv Bators,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Sheep,
cv313,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jacques Brel,
Donny Hathaway,
Jeff Lynne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Carl Craig,
Bad Manners,
Sound Behaviour,
Deadbeat,
Flipper,
Quantec,
KRS-One,
The Velvet Underground,
Fugazi,
Dennis Brown,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lalo Schifrin,
JFA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deepchord,
Simply Red,
Ornette Coleman,
Parry Music,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Archie Shepp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.