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 Andorra and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Kenny Larkin,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul Sonic Force,
The United States of America,
Bang On A Can,
Nas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tomorrow,
Graham Central Station,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang of Four,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soft Cell,
Barbara Tucker,
Scratch Acid,
Ice-T,
The Birthday Party,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lyres,
Yazoo,
The Electric Prunes,
The Mummies,
FM Einheit,
Deadbeat,
Ossler,
Sällskapet,
Roxy Music,
Sun City Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Babytalk,
Porter Ricks,
Man Parrish,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Basic Channel,
Derrick Morgan,
Los Fastidios,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Severed Heads,
Saccharine Trust,
Nirvana,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Count Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Massinfluence,
X-102,
B.T. Express,
Motorama,
Eric Copeland,
The Detroit Cobras,
World's Most,
Brand Nubian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.