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 Kazakhstan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Erykah Badu to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Hashim,
Erykah Badu,
Mission of Burma,
Smog,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Depeche Mode,
Minutemen,
Rekid,
Leonard Cohen,
Roger Hodgson,
Letta Mbulu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chris Corsano,
Fela Kuti,
Morten Harket,
Jimmy McGriff,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fluxion,
Stiv Bators,
Underground Resistance,
Lyres,
Ultra Naté,
Mark Hollis,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Techniques,
The Saints,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
China Crisis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DNA,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Sherman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barbara Tucker,
Boogie Down Productions,
Warsaw,
Pylon,
Subhumans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter & Gordon,
PIL,
Kenny Larkin,
Harry Pussy,
La Düsseldorf,
Make Up,
The Monks,
Main Source,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Cal Tjader,
Inner City,
Kaleidoscope,
Tim Buckley,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.