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 Taiwan and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Leonard Cohen to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Sam Rivers,
DJ Style,
Peter and Kerry,
David Bowie,
Barrington Levy,
The Angels of Light,
In Retrospect,
The Smoke,
Quantec,
Massinfluence,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pagans,
Scrapy,
Bobby Byrd,
Grey Daturas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Parry Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Motions,
Niagra,
Harmonia,
Hot Snakes,
Agitation Free,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
T. Rex,
Mandrill,
Amon Düül II,
The Selecter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ultimate Spinach,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Absolute Body Control,
Circle Jerks,
Delta 5,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Japan,
The Smiths,
Byron Stingily,
Supertramp,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Simply Red,
Terry Callier,
Skaos,
Cheater Slicks,
UT,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anakelly,
Ossler,
Radiohead,
MDC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Harry Pussy,
Motorama,
Mars,
Eden Ahbez,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.