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 Trinidad & Tobago 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Jandek to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fatback Band,
Depeche Mode,
Judy Mowatt,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soft Cell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Altered Images,
Slave,
Simply Red,
Yaz,
AZ,
F. McDonald,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Morten Harket,
Hoover,
Saccharine Trust,
Monolake,
The Modern Lovers,
Eli Mardock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Sheep,
The American Breed,
Oneida,
Groovy Waters,
Skarface,
Barbara Tucker,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Trojans,
Grauzone,
Supertramp,
In Retrospect,
Joey Negro,
Rufus Thomas,
KRS-One,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blancmange,
The Black Dice,
Mad Mike,
Janne Schatter,
Kas Product,
Inner City,
The Gap Band,
Motorama,
The Pop Group,
Siglo XX,
Infiniti,
Sound Behaviour,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun Ra,
Nils Olav,
Erasure,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.