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 Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 jazz 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
KRS-One,
Accadde A,
Blake Baxter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Echospace,
Rakim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Michelle Simonal,
The Angels of Light,
10cc,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tommy Roe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joy Division,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Starr,
Khruangbin,
Main Source,
Derrick Morgan,
Unwound,
Make Up,
the Germs,
Black Pus,
Patti Smith,
Faraquet,
Todd Rundgren,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Pop Group,
Aaron Thompson,
The Residents,
Kool Moe Dee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Knickerbockers,
Eddi Front,
Motorama,
Monolake,
MC5,
8 Eyed Spy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crooked Eye,
Moby Grape,
DNA,
Camouflage,
Pantytec,
Erasure,
ABC,
Hot Snakes,
Fat Boys,
Lightning Bolt,
Mad Mike,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pulsallama,
B.T. Express,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
Oblivians,
The Happenings,
Dawn Penn,
Peter and Kerry,
June Days,
Iggy Pop,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.