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 Liberia and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Infiniti,
Essential Logic,
Lyres,
Pantytec,
Leonard Cohen,
The Cowsills,
The Gap Band,
Connie Case,
Hardrive,
Henry Cow,
Bauhaus,
Rotary Connection,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Isaac Hayes,
Lalann,
JFA,
The Black Dice,
Gang Gang Dance,
Echospace,
Cluster,
Bobby Sherman,
The Human League,
Aural Exciters,
The Associates,
Crispian St. Peters,
Susan Cadogan,
Model 500,
Hashim,
Faust,
Bob Dylan,
Scrapy,
New Age Steppers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Doors,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wire,
Maurizio,
Sound Behaviour,
The Shadows of Knight,
Trumans Water,
Liliput,
The Slits,
Warren Ellis,
K-Klass,
Jimmy McGriff,
Technova,
cv313,
Marc Almond,
Delon & Dalcan,
Howard Jones,
Funky Four + One,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soft Cell,
Jawbox,
Junior Murvin,
AZ,
Morten Harket,
The Seeds,
Eurythmics,
Animal Collective,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.