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 Uzbekistan 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
This Heat,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed,
The Barracudas,
Eric Dolphy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bill Near,
Bill Wells,
Parry Music,
Fear,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cure,
Minny Pops,
The Fall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Reagan Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oneida,
Janne Schatter,
Visage,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Red Krayola,
Porter Ricks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Desert Stars,
Maleditus Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
The Monks,
Drexciya,
Sun City Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Ohio Players,
Nirvana,
MC5,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Procol Harum,
Moby Grape,
Bronski Beat,
Donny Hathaway,
Scion,
The Grass Roots,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Real Kids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liliput,
Juan Atkins,
Section 25,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.