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 Romania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 Todd Terry to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jandek,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gabor Szabo,
OOIOO,
Main Source,
Reagan Youth,
Fela Kuti,
Kurtis Blow,
the Human League,
Alton Ellis,
Schoolly D,
The Gap Band,
48th St. Collective,
Jacob Miller,
Ponytail,
Jerry's Kids,
Mandrill,
Jeff Mills,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Thompson Twins,
Barbara Tucker,
Carl Craig,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marine Girls,
Niagra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cameo,
Eric Copeland,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Angels of Light,
Slave,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blancmange,
Jeru the Damaja,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pagans,
Moss Icon,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Pop Group,
Arcadia,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
This Heat,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Cure,
Eli Mardock,
Von Mondo,
The Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Inner City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skarface,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.