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 Nepal and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator 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 Gregory Isaacs to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
The Modern Lovers,
Minutemen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
R.M.O.,
EPMD,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lungfish,
The Move,
Sonic Youth,
B.T. Express,
Mantronix,
Ossler,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rotary Connection,
Delta 5,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cowsills,
Q and Not U,
Gong,
The Tremeloes,
MDC,
Country Teasers,
Donald Byrd,
Quantec,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Offenders,
The Sound,
Deadbeat,
Duran Duran,
Kerri Chandler,
Suicide,
Boz Scaggs,
Franke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Popol Vuh,
Man Parrish,
Leonard Cohen,
Alice Coltrane,
The Index,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
A Certain Ratio,
Drexciya,
Bad Manners,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Seeds,
Marvin Gaye,
Iggy Pop,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Motions,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.