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 Iran and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pierre Henry to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Symarip,
The Techniques,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Standells,
Lakeside,
DJ Style,
AZ,
Eric Copeland,
Das Ding,
Soulsonic Force,
Underground Resistance,
Grey Daturas,
JFA,
The New Christs,
Donny Hathaway,
Toni Rubio,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Last Poets,
Guru Guru,
Brick,
10cc,
Matthew Bourne,
the Soft Cell,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smiths,
Agitation Free,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
Robert Görl,
Moebius,
The Fortunes,
Ohio Players,
Sex Pistols,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott Heron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moleskins,
Rakim,
T. Rex,
Mars,
These Immortal Souls,
Blancmange,
Scientists,
Ten City,
The Fugs,
The Fire Engines,
The Knickerbockers,
Dead Boys,
Zero Boys,
Minny Pops,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Albert Ayler,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.