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 Burkina and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 EPMD to the electroclash 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wally Richardson,
Fat Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joy Division,
Bob Dylan,
Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
The Mojo Men,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scan 7,
Bauhaus,
Von Mondo,
Ten City,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Judy Mowatt,
Loose Ends,
Idris Muhammad,
Young Marble Giants,
Nas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Make Up,
Tommy Roe,
The Leaves,
Groovy Waters,
Yazoo,
Yusef Lateef,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Carl Craig,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Barracudas,
The Stooges,
Hot Snakes,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Don Cherry,
Rod Modell,
Yellowson,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Pop Group,
Graham Central Station,
Fort Wilson Riot,
MC5,
Skaos,
Blancmange,
Aswad,
Al Stewart,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sonny Sharrock,
Japan,
The Flesh Eaters,
DJ Sneak,
Masters at Work,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy Collins,
ABC,
The Wake,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.