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 Italy and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 Aswad to the funk 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Silicon Teens,
Man Parrish,
Joey Negro,
D'Angelo,
The Fall,
Gichy Dan,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Near,
Idris Muhammad,
Faust,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kaleidoscope,
Rosa Yemen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Motorama,
Yusef Lateef,
La Düsseldorf,
Dead Boys,
Yellowson,
Joe Finger,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
David McCallum,
Carl Craig,
Surgeon,
Adolescents,
Josef K,
The Red Krayola,
Alton Ellis,
Derrick May,
Quantec,
The American Breed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scrapy,
Grauzone,
F. McDonald,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül II,
These Immortal Souls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Harry Pussy,
Eve St. Jones,
Brass Construction,
Soul II Soul,
Fat Boys,
Albert Ayler,
The Moody Blues,
Suburban Knight,
Bush Tetras,
The Vogues,
The Electric Prunes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Axelrod,
The Barracudas,
Steve Hackett,
Cecil Taylor,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.