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 Solomon Islands and from Manila.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Smog to the grunge 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
Brothers Johnson,
Al Stewart,
Letta Mbulu,
CMW,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Harmonia,
Soft Cell,
Interpol,
Lakeside,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Germs,
Grauzone,
Joyce Sims,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stetsasonic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeru the Damaja,
A Certain Ratio,
Altered Images,
John Lydon,
June of 44,
Wire,
Sight & Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Piero Umiliani,
Newcleus,
48th St. Collective,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Move,
Fad Gadget,
The Fortunes,
Q65,
Mission of Burma,
Average White Band,
Ohio Players,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gong,
X-Ray Spex,
the Human League,
U.S. Maple,
Motorama,
David Axelrod,
Freddie Wadling,
Alice Coltrane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Misunderstood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Popol Vuh,
Joe Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hasil Adkins,
Ponytail,
The Real Kids,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.