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 Guatemala and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Con Funk Shun to the crunk 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Shoche,
The United States of America,
Isaac Hayes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeru the Damaja,
a-ha,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Wells,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Blues Magoos,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Christie,
Rod Modell,
Unrelated Segments,
Graham Central Station,
Susan Cadogan,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
B.T. Express,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fluxion,
The Buckinghams,
Radio Birdman,
Cheater Slicks,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Young Rascals,
Leonard Cohen,
Outsiders,
Brand Nubian,
The Slits,
Fear,
Theoretical Girls,
John Holt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash,
Von Mondo,
The Saints,
Masters at Work,
Panda Bear,
Girls At Our Best!,
Agitation Free,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lightning Bolt,
Television,
Boogie Down Productions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Sonics,
Nico,
Talk Talk,
Gang Starr,
Liliput,
Procol Harum,
Robert Hood,
Subhumans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Massinfluence,
Charles Mingus,
Mo-Dettes,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.