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 Brazil and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Accadde A to the grime 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
Quando Quango,
Crispian St. Peters,
China Crisis,
Danielle Patucci,
T. Rex,
The Knickerbockers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arab on Radar,
Q and Not U,
Tears for Fears,
Rites of Spring,
Zero Boys,
Barrington Levy,
Arcadia,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Toasters,
Al Stewart,
Mad Mike,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Interpol,
Dorothy Ashby,
Negative Approach,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hasil Adkins,
Wally Richardson,
Niagra,
Roxy Music,
F. McDonald,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sound Behaviour,
Schoolly D,
The Velvet Underground,
U.S. Maple,
Arthur Verocai,
Grandmaster Flash,
Max Romeo,
The Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Erykah Badu,
Nico,
Easy Going,
Stiv Bators,
The Invisible,
Juan Atkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
D'Angelo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Bananas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Blackbyrds,
Wasted Youth,
the Germs,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Starr,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.