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 Kiribati and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Todd Terry to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
The Searchers,
Alphaville,
The Dirtbombs,
Neil Young,
Glambeats Corp.,
Silicon Teens,
Vainqueur,
The Blackbyrds,
Outsiders,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yusef Lateef,
Maurizio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mantronix,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mr. Review,
The Slackers,
Procol Harum,
Amazonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Finger,
Excepter,
Fatback Band,
The Gap Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yaz,
The Birthday Party,
Negative Approach,
K-Klass,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wings,
Black Bananas,
The Doors,
China Crisis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gang Gang Dance,
Archie Shepp,
Ralphi Rosario,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
Accadde A,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flash Fearless,
Minutemen,
Bill Near,
Robert Wyatt,
Inner City,
The Litter,
Eddi Front,
Todd Terry,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Clarke,
Marmalade,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Boredoms,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kaleidoscope,
Television,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.