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 India and from Woodstock.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 ABBA to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
The Slits,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DNA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Essential Logic,
The Fire Engines,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bush Tetras,
Nation of Ulysses,
Todd Terry,
Adolescents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scan 7,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jerry's Kids,
Jacob Miller,
Animal Collective,
The Happenings,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moss Icon,
Boz Scaggs,
Lalo Schifrin,
K-Klass,
Bobby Womack,
Spoonie Gee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Moon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chris & Cosey,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Monochrome Set,
Hot Snakes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Wyatt,
Pierre Henry,
Sällskapet,
X-Ray Spex,
Cluster,
Cybotron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris Corsano,
The Alarm Clocks,
One Last Wish,
Marc Almond,
The Human League,
Graham Central Station,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bluetip,
Davy DMX,
Sixth Finger,
Flash Fearless,
The Move,
Nick Fraelich,
MDC,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Sheep,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.