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 Denmark and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Brass Construction to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Jandek,
Scratch Acid,
Agitation Free,
The Electric Prunes,
Brand Nubian,
The Gories,
Livin' Joy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Blues Magoos,
Eurythmics,
Mo-Dettes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Reuben Wilson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nico,
Y Pants,
Whodini,
Oblivians,
Soul II Soul,
Gregory Isaacs,
Buzzcocks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Divine Comedy,
Tears for Fears,
Nirvana,
Sixth Finger,
Bush Tetras,
The Five Americans,
Flash Fearless,
Eden Ahbez,
Model 500,
Visage,
Alphaville,
The Mummies,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pulsallama,
Malaria!,
ABC,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
The Red Krayola,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
The Real Kids,
Main Source,
Terry Callier,
Charles Mingus,
Tom Boy,
Danielle Patucci,
U.S. Maple,
Flipper,
EPMD,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roger Hodgson,
Suicide,
Marmalade,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.