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 Mali and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin 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 the Fania All-Stars to the jazz 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Reuben Wilson,
Hoover,
Stetsasonic,
Dead Boys,
Shoche,
Monks,
Suicide,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Youth Brigade,
the Association,
Motorama,
Dawn Penn,
Moby Grape,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Qualms,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Barracudas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boz Scaggs,
Q and Not U,
Jacques Brel,
Crash Course in Science,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Al Stewart,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Freddie Wadling,
Max Romeo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Agitation Free,
Fat Boys,
The Cramps,
Skarface,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Christie,
Joe Finger,
Soft Cell,
Public Enemy,
In Retrospect,
Patti Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
Accadde A,
Buzzcocks,
ABC,
John Foxx,
Underground Resistance,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blossom Toes,
The Dirtbombs,
Funkadelic,
The Red Krayola,
Cheater Slicks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Duran Duran,
Tomorrow,
Oneida,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.