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 Niger and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Scratch Acid to the rock 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sällskapet,
the Sonics,
Althea and Donna,
Kas Product,
Audionom,
The Index,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Wyatt,
Quando Quango,
Leonard Cohen,
the Slits,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Von Mondo,
Eric Copeland,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wally Richardson,
H. Thieme,
Judy Mowatt,
The Star Department,
Black Moon,
The Evens,
Infiniti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Görl,
Grey Daturas,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gap Band,
Lyres,
E-Dancer,
Barrington Levy,
T.S.O.L.,
Faust,
John Cale,
Stiv Bators,
Anakelly,
Thompson Twins,
Delta 5,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slackers,
Q and Not U,
Joe Finger,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
B.T. Express,
Johnny Clarke,
UT,
Excepter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Outsiders,
Liliput,
Dawn Penn,
The Monochrome Set,
Chrome,
Kenny Larkin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.