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 Singapore and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the funk 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Davy DMX,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
Mark Hollis,
Boz Scaggs,
the Soft Cell,
Idris Muhammad,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
In Retrospect,
T. Rex,
Little Man,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Slits,
Peter & Gordon,
Sam Rivers,
Kas Product,
Pharoah Sanders,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doors,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fugazi,
Delta 5,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Y Pants,
Essential Logic,
Joe Finger,
Gastr Del Sol,
Franke,
The Alarm Clocks,
X-101,
Eve St. Jones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thompson Twins,
Scrapy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Second Layer,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joe Smooth,
Barrington Levy,
Chrome,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crime,
Rotary Connection,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gun Club,
Young Marble Giants,
Minor Threat,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Zero Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bauhaus,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.