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 Congo and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 In Retrospect to the jazz 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Lightning Bolt,
Bluetip,
The Music Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Womack,
Organ,
Technova,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bang On A Can,
Jawbox,
Bob Dylan,
Y Pants,
Eric Copeland,
Lucky Dragons,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
Charles Mingus,
Terry Callier,
Silicon Teens,
Wally Richardson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sight & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
Newcleus,
Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Colin Newman,
The Moleskins,
Camouflage,
10cc,
The Evens,
Gang of Four,
Kurtis Blow,
Jacques Brel,
Brass Construction,
The Last Poets,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donny Hathaway,
Interpol,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dirtbombs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eden Ahbez,
Television Personalities,
Tres Demented,
Anakelly,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boredoms,
Davy DMX,
Buzzcocks,
The Real Kids,
Josef K,
The Searchers,
Youth Brigade,
Fatback Band,
Siglo XX,
Gang Starr,
The Remains,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.