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 Iraq and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sandy B to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Little Man,
DNA,
DJ Sneak,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Half Japanese,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dave Gahan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crime,
Cecil Taylor,
Wally Richardson,
Zero Boys,
Urselle,
Matthew Bourne,
Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Lungfish,
Roxy Music,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nas,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
The New Christs,
Rakim,
Alphaville,
8 Eyed Spy,
David McCallum,
Jacques Brel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Newcleus,
Essential Logic,
The Detroit Cobras,
PIL,
The Blues Magoos,
Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
Quadrant,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Magma,
Joensuu 1685,
Quando Quango,
The Smiths,
The Happenings,
the Normal,
Neil Young,
Model 500,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Smoke,
Gabor Szabo,
The Music Machine,
The Monks,
Bootsy Collins,
Minny Pops,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun Ra,
Man Parrish,
Excepter,
Ultra Naté,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.