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 Oman and from Woodstock.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Fear to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Reagan Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fugs,
PIL,
Cecil Taylor,
AZ,
The Happenings,
The Index,
Marshall Jefferson,
Donny Hathaway,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Christie,
Ponytail,
KRS-One,
Gang Starr,
Bang On A Can,
Sixth Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Massinfluence,
Sarah Menescal,
Letta Mbulu,
The Motions,
Magma,
Country Teasers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Little Man,
Don Cherry,
Flipper,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mojo Men,
The Dead C,
Qualms,
Kerri Chandler,
Dead Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
cv313,
Roxette,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kas Product,
Deadbeat,
The Knickerbockers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arab on Radar,
The Selecter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dark Day,
Harpers Bizarre,
Heaven 17,
Byron Stingily,
Cymande,
Blake Baxter,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.