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 Serbia and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Outsiders 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Masters at Work,
Slick Rick,
Don Cherry,
Whodini,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Japan,
Judy Mowatt,
A Certain Ratio,
Cal Tjader,
Bill Wells,
Quadrant,
Alphaville,
Neu!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Invisible,
Jandek,
Robert Görl,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Letta Mbulu,
Kurtis Blow,
Dead Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
The New Christs,
Unrelated Segments,
Hot Snakes,
The Barracudas,
The Tremeloes,
Black Pus,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Charles Mingus,
Malaria!,
Fatback Band,
Avey Tare,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Agitation Free,
The Motions,
Yusef Lateef,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brick,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
The Standells,
DJ Sneak,
U.S. Maple,
Von Mondo,
June Days,
Arab on Radar,
Ten City,
Silicon Teens,
The American Breed,
Aloha Tigers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
CMW,
The Pretty Things,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Stiv Bators,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.