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 Fiji and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Leaves to the funk 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a clarinet and a marimba 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 clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Reuben Wilson,
Stereo Dub,
Black Sheep,
Joe Smooth,
The Cure,
X-Ray Spex,
the Association,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masters at Work,
The Real Kids,
Barrington Levy,
Basic Channel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Massinfluence,
Scan 7,
Maurizio,
These Immortal Souls,
Siglo XX,
K-Klass,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doors,
Visage,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mad Mike,
Cluster,
Kenny Larkin,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Saints,
Eric Dolphy,
Newcleus,
Black Bananas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lyres,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pantaleimon,
Arcadia,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
June Days,
Fela Kuti,
Trumans Water,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Style,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
June of 44,
Tomorrow,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bill Near,
Todd Terry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minor Threat,
Zapp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Radiohead,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.