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 Lesotho and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Seoul.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rap 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Dolphy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
EPMD,
The Misunderstood,
Duran Duran,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kaleidoscope,
Derrick Morgan,
Pulsallama,
Laurel Aitken,
Underground Resistance,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Last Poets,
Sam Rivers,
Schoolly D,
Guru Guru,
Michelle Simonal,
Anakelly,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bootsy Collins,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Christie,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
LL Cool J,
Arab on Radar,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bill Near,
Reagan Youth,
Yellowson,
Fatback Band,
Royal Trux,
Oblivians,
The Human League,
Pagans,
Groovy Waters,
Aswad,
B.T. Express,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Second Layer,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
China Crisis,
The Electric Prunes,
Wings,
Gang Gang Dance,
Colin Newman,
Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
Khruangbin,
Harmonia,
DNA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alphaville,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eddi Front,
Nick Fraelich,
Surgeon,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.