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 Belgium and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Joy Division to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Hutcherson,
T.S.O.L.,
The Count Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moody Blues,
Ohio Players,
Tommy Roe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bluetip,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick May,
Rapeman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Monochrome Set,
Smog,
Ornette Coleman,
The Skatalites,
Hoover,
World's Most,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Starr,
Agitation Free,
Ultravox,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Human League,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gap Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
Reuben Wilson,
The Knickerbockers,
Outsiders,
8 Eyed Spy,
Supertramp,
The Happenings,
Eric Dolphy,
Soul II Soul,
Josef K,
The Real Kids,
48th St. Collective,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra,
The Last Poets,
Barrington Levy,
Bang On A Can,
Eurythmics,
Severed Heads,
the Slits,
Nico,
Bill Near,
Monks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Freddie Wadling,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Names,
Yusef Lateef,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.