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 Kuwait and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Robert Palmer 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 One Last Wish to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
The Leaves,
The Mojo Men,
Alton Ellis,
Black Moon,
Nirvana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lungfish,
The Tremeloes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lakeside,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cameo,
Underground Resistance,
Dead Boys,
Amazonics,
Public Enemy,
Janne Schatter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Country Teasers,
Gastr Del Sol,
La Düsseldorf,
Sam Rivers,
Bob Dylan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Livin' Joy,
Max Romeo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Altered Images,
Mandrill,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultravox,
Kerri Chandler,
Lindisfarne,
The Red Krayola,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yaz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sex Pistols,
Carl Craig,
Joe Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Danielle Patucci,
Jandek,
Simply Red,
Jeff Lynne,
The Residents,
In Retrospect,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nils Olav,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brand Nubian,
Boz Scaggs,
The Blues Magoos,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Andrew Hill,
Minor Threat,
Little Man,
Blossom Toes,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.