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 Albania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Fat Boys to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
X-101,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jerry's Kids,
Mandrill,
Danielle Patucci,
Bronski Beat,
Chrome,
The Velvet Underground,
Reuben Wilson,
Marine Girls,
Man Parrish,
The Cramps,
Model 500,
T. Rex,
The Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Evens,
Shuggie Otis,
Tears for Fears,
Todd Terry,
Chris Corsano,
The Move,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Bar-Kays,
Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
Davy DMX,
Public Enemy,
Letta Mbulu,
Schoolly D,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABBA,
Scrapy,
Faraquet,
Gang of Four,
MC5,
Michelle Simonal,
Angry Samoans,
Eric Dolphy,
Faust,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Morten Harket,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moss Icon,
Robert Hood,
Aaron Thompson,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-102,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Fraelich,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Royal Trux,
Country Teasers,
Hot Snakes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.