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 Germany and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 a-ha to the rock 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Monolake,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rod Modell,
Trumans Water,
Gang Starr,
The Monks,
Todd Terry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sparks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aswad,
The Blackbyrds,
The Grass Roots,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Associates,
The Mojo Men,
the Slits,
Gong,
Tres Demented,
Subhumans,
Massinfluence,
Charles Mingus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amon Düül,
Young Marble Giants,
Smog,
Pussy Galore,
Rekid,
Don Cherry,
Babytalk,
Fat Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Technova,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
8 Eyed Spy,
James White and The Blacks,
UT,
Intrusion,
Ronnie Foster,
the Soft Cell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Zapp,
Malaria!,
The Divine Comedy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Shoche,
Essential Logic,
Yellowson,
Bobby Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Parry Music,
Supertramp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
Jawbox,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.