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 Cambodia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rap 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Skaos,
Moby Grape,
Aloha Tigers,
Nas,
Pierre Henry,
Neu!,
KRS-One,
Ronan,
The Neon Judgement,
A Certain Ratio,
Ponytail,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kurtis Blow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young,
Fugazi,
Ituana,
The Cure,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Slits,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scan 7,
The Associates,
Oblivians,
Harpers Bizarre,
Index,
Tubeway Army,
EPMD,
Joe Finger,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tom Boy,
Scientists,
Sugar Minott,
MC5,
Make Up,
Groovy Waters,
Swell Maps,
Kool Moe Dee,
Max Romeo,
48th St. Collective,
Roy Ayers,
Second Layer,
H. Thieme,
cv313,
Organ,
Gang Green,
Jeff Lynne,
Deakin,
PIL,
Amazonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sandy B,
New Order,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minny Pops,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.