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 Sri Lanka and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Eric Dolphy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Letta Mbulu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Associates,
Jerry's Kids,
Minor Threat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul II Soul,
Blake Baxter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
Idris Muhammad,
Ossler,
Audionom,
Kurtis Blow,
Junior Murvin,
Delta 5,
The Residents,
Black Sheep,
Lower 48,
OOIOO,
The Tremeloes,
Rotary Connection,
Lucky Dragons,
a-ha,
Faraquet,
Deakin,
Hardrive,
Organ,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eve St. Jones,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wolf Eyes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun Ra,
Byron Stingily,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
UT,
Monolake,
La Düsseldorf,
Mantronix,
The Zeros,
Matthew Bourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Von Mondo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang of Four,
The Stooges,
Lungfish,
The Doors,
The Walker Brothers,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash,
Robert Wyatt,
The Count Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stereo Dub,
The Buckinghams,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.