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 Canada and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Man Parrish to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Agitation Free,
Pylon,
The Names,
JFA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bill Near,
The Kinks,
Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Saccharine Trust,
Unrelated Segments,
Carl Craig,
Television,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Charles Mingus,
Swell Maps,
Sam Rivers,
The Angels of Light,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Iggy Pop,
Tears for Fears,
Sister Nancy,
Banda Bassotti,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Talk Talk,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Maleditus Sound,
Von Mondo,
David McCallum,
Ice-T,
Fela Kuti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Marc Almond,
Little Man,
Monks,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David Bowie,
Pole,
Eric Dolphy,
Vladislav Delay,
Quadrant,
Aswad,
Blake Baxter,
The United States of America,
The Mojo Men,
Animal Collective,
Gang of Four,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.