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 Iran and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
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 Ultra Naté to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tim Buckley,
Average White Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Deepchord,
Agent Orange,
The Mummies,
Drexciya,
Negative Approach,
Fad Gadget,
Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lakeside,
Idris Muhammad,
The Names,
Brass Construction,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barrington Levy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Knickerbockers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Judy Mowatt,
Archie Shepp,
Sugar Minott,
Faust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skaos,
Henry Cow,
Amazonics,
Minny Pops,
Toni Rubio,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skarface,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
China Crisis,
Infiniti,
Agitation Free,
AZ,
Cybotron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Trumans Water,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Age Steppers,
Roxette,
Bob Dylan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Silicon Teens,
The Fortunes,
The Zeros,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mr. Review,
Wire,
Sandy B,
Y Pants,
Popol Vuh,
UT,
Dead Boys,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.