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 Argentina and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Animal Collective 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Mars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Can,
Rotary Connection,
Icehouse,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
KRS-One,
Fatback Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Animal Collective,
Stetsasonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rapeman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Joensuu 1685,
Gregory Isaacs,
Magazine,
Fat Boys,
John Foxx,
Japan,
Leonard Cohen,
the Association,
Interpol,
Patti Smith,
Niagra,
The Cure,
La Düsseldorf,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Livin' Joy,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul II Soul,
10cc,
Zero Boys,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reagan Youth,
David Axelrod,
Minnie Riperton,
Pulsallama,
Yazoo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jeff Lynne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brothers Johnson,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Reuben Wilson,
Graham Central Station,
Slick Rick,
Arab on Radar,
The Residents,
Circle Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Green,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.