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 Afghanistan and from Spokane.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bobby Womack to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
The Motions,
The Evens,
Public Enemy,
ABBA,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David McCallum,
Todd Terry,
Arthur Verocai,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Red Krayola,
Derrick Morgan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fugazi,
Joensuu 1685,
Accadde A,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brick,
Hot Snakes,
Minny Pops,
Tomorrow,
Loose Ends,
Amazonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bootsy Collins,
Young Marble Giants,
One Last Wish,
Minutemen,
Archie Shepp,
The Grass Roots,
Camouflage,
Intrusion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
48th St. Collective,
Depeche Mode,
Marshall Jefferson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gerry Rafferty,
L. Decosne,
Outsiders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Heaven 17,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Lydon,
Ponytail,
Alton Ellis,
EPMD,
Banda Bassotti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Half Japanese,
Gang Starr,
Make Up,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Pretty Things,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Christie,
Monks,
Niagra,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.