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 New Zealand and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes 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 Marvin Gaye to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Japan,
Nick Fraelich,
Kenny Larkin,
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
Alison Limerick,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moebius,
Terry Callier,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
Theoretical Girls,
John Coltrane,
Skaos,
Minor Threat,
Hoover,
the Germs,
The Dead C,
X-102,
Sonny Sharrock,
Robert Wyatt,
Alton Ellis,
Negative Approach,
Intrusion,
Charles Mingus,
June of 44,
Ituana,
The Happenings,
Prince Buster,
Peter & Gordon,
Blake Baxter,
Sparks,
The Misunderstood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Procol Harum,
Lower 48,
Urselle,
Vladislav Delay,
Ken Boothe,
China Crisis,
The Barracudas,
Unwound,
Infiniti,
Circle Jerks,
the Normal,
The Standells,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unrelated Segments,
Bill Near,
Bad Manners,
The Gladiators,
Pere Ubu,
Oneida,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.