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 Honduras and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer 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 Outsiders to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Pylon,
Charles Mingus,
The Gories,
EPMD,
Half Japanese,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang Green,
Faraquet,
Rotary Connection,
Alton Ellis,
Aural Exciters,
The Red Krayola,
Derrick May,
This Heat,
Talk Talk,
The Invisible,
Graham Central Station,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lakeside,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
Aaron Thompson,
10cc,
Royal Trux,
Scion,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hoover,
Roxy Music,
Sällskapet,
Joe Smooth,
Gabor Szabo,
Dave Gahan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Slackers,
The Happenings,
Gichy Dan,
Lightning Bolt,
Juan Atkins,
Theoretical Girls,
the Slits,
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Halsall,
The Martian,
Maurizio,
Schoolly D,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kurtis Blow,
Barrington Levy,
Saccharine Trust,
Connie Case,
Altered Images,
Bob Dylan,
The Fugs,
James White and The Blacks,
Main Source,
Byron Stingily,
Radiopuhelimet,
LL Cool J,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.