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 Solomon Islands and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the funk 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
X-102,
Mandrill,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Sherman,
World's Most,
Masters at Work,
Excepter,
Soulsonic Force,
Prince Buster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Thompson Twins,
Nick Fraelich,
Archie Shepp,
The J.B.'s,
Loose Ends,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ludus,
Soft Machine,
The Human League,
Symarip,
Black Flag,
Sällskapet,
Arab on Radar,
Funky Four + One,
Franke,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Byron Stingily,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soft Cell,
Tres Demented,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Pus,
Crime,
Howard Jones,
The Last Poets,
Mr. Review,
Animal Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Agent Orange,
Robert Görl,
Camouflage,
Minutemen,
Barry Ungar,
Pantaleimon,
Clear Light,
Kurtis Blow,
MDC,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kaleidoscope,
Porter Ricks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pulsallama,
Sound Behaviour,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wally Richardson,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.