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 Israel and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Aswad to the crunk 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
The Searchers,
Reagan Youth,
Tres Demented,
Pierre Henry,
Michelle Simonal,
K-Klass,
Easy Going,
Stockholm Monsters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jerry's Kids,
Buzzcocks,
Surgeon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
Charles Mingus,
cv313,
D'Angelo,
Moss Icon,
June of 44,
The Sonics,
The Smiths,
Monks,
Nas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fire Engines,
Audionom,
The Gun Club,
MC5,
Interpol,
The Standells,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television Personalities,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Terry Callier,
Kas Product,
Wally Richardson,
Guru Guru,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Count Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Technova,
Spandau Ballet,
Joey Negro,
Joe Smooth,
Brick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Harry Pussy,
Fela Kuti,
DJ Style,
Howard Jones,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Leaves,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Wake,
One Last Wish,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.