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 Sweden and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 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 Duran Duran to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smiths,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tubeway Army,
Audionom,
The Gap Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mars,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Toasters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tres Demented,
B.T. Express,
Gang Green,
The Monochrome Set,
Surgeon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Flag,
Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
KRS-One,
the Human League,
Amazonics,
Rites of Spring,
Pierre Henry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minutemen,
Massinfluence,
X-101,
Todd Terry,
Maurizio,
Urselle,
Altered Images,
Spandau Ballet,
Shoche,
U.S. Maple,
The Grass Roots,
The Divine Comedy,
Prince Buster,
F. McDonald,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
La Düsseldorf,
Newcleus,
Blancmange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Infiniti,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fatback Band,
Derrick Morgan,
the Germs,
Barry Ungar,
Alison Limerick,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soft Machine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.