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 Croatia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Maurizio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Big Daddy Kane,
D'Angelo,
Cymande,
Fad Gadget,
Junior Murvin,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare,
Alice Coltrane,
The Dead C,
Quando Quango,
The Fire Engines,
La Düsseldorf,
DJ Sneak,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scion,
Gastr Del Sol,
Silicon Teens,
Public Image Ltd.,
Michelle Simonal,
Archie Shepp,
Agitation Free,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Saints,
Crispy Ambulance,
Panda Bear,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Second Layer,
The Standells,
Albert Ayler,
Pharoah Sanders,
Connie Case,
Ludus,
Sam Rivers,
Franke,
Max Romeo,
Section 25,
Dark Day,
Excepter,
Ornette Coleman,
Audionom,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wire,
Heaven 17,
Stereo Dub,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Human League,
Moebius,
The Divine Comedy,
Sugar Minott,
Bob Dylan,
The Moleskins,
Delta 5,
Lightning Bolt,
Technova,
Underground Resistance,
Johnny Clarke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fear,
The Gories,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.