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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 EPMD to the jazz 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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Circle Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Young Rascals,
Peter & Gordon,
Kayak,
Dawn Penn,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DJ Style,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-102,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roxy Music,
LL Cool J,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barclay James Harvest,
DNA,
Black Pus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Josef K,
One Last Wish,
Mandrill,
Slave,
The Dead C,
Banda Bassotti,
Index,
Lower 48,
The Cosmic Jokers,
These Immortal Souls,
New York Dolls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
CMW,
The Zeros,
John Foxx,
Mission of Burma,
John Lydon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Darondo,
The Slackers,
Inner City,
Ken Boothe,
The Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
Ossler,
The Dirtbombs,
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young,
Cybotron,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Womack,
Graham Central Station,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.