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 Kosovo and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aural Exciters 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 Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Metal Thangz,
LL Cool J,
Model 500,
Minor Threat,
Liliput,
The Fall,
The Cowsills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Seeds,
MDC,
Accadde A,
Funky Four + One,
The Dirtbombs,
Cheater Slicks,
ABC,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chris & Cosey,
The Skatalites,
Tim Buckley,
Black Flag,
H. Thieme,
This Heat,
Joey Negro,
Aswad,
Talk Talk,
PIL,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The United States of America,
Brand Nubian,
Ten City,
Goldenarms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jawbox,
Matthew Bourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Amon Düül II,
Reagan Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
The Blues Magoos,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
One Last Wish,
Gong,
Masters at Work,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mummies,
Boredoms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Circle Jerks,
The Standells,
Rufus Thomas,
Funkadelic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skaos,
Lightning Bolt,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.