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 Australia and from Portland.
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 Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Deadbeat to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
AZ,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Anthony Braxton,
Banda Bassotti,
Yusef Lateef,
The Zeros,
Barbara Tucker,
Rekid,
Massinfluence,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
Babytalk,
Eric Copeland,
Isaac Hayes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alphaville,
Delta 5,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pole,
Warsaw,
The J.B.'s,
Swans,
The Litter,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Agent Orange,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amazonics,
Bronski Beat,
The United States of America,
48th St. Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skarface,
Deadbeat,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eric B and Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
Circle Jerks,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sonics,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hoover,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eve St. Jones,
the Germs,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Terry,
Nik Kershaw,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hasil Adkins,
The Five Americans,
Rod Modell,
Tommy Roe,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cameo,
Minor Threat,
Fluxion,
Youth Brigade,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.