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 Bahrain and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dorothy Ashby to the punk 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ken Boothe,
Talk Talk,
Toni Rubio,
The Happenings,
The Golliwogs,
Funky Four + One,
Marmalade,
John Holt,
Laurel Aitken,
Ice-T,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brand Nubian,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flipper,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
The Litter,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Martian,
The Slits,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
E-Dancer,
Ponytail,
Girls At Our Best!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Durutti Column,
Darondo,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fugs,
Public Enemy,
Mr. Review,
Isaac Hayes,
Cheater Slicks,
Amazonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Deadbeat,
Junior Murvin,
Lucky Dragons,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Womack,
Dead Boys,
Franke,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Colin Newman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tomorrow,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
The Leaves,
Bobby Byrd,
Erasure,
Parry Music,
Donald Byrd,
Marvin Gaye,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.