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 Monaco and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 The Martian to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Rakim,
Funkadelic,
Royal Trux,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stetsasonic,
Deepchord,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Index,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Youth Brigade,
Sonny Sharrock,
Robert Wyatt,
Graham Central Station,
D'Angelo,
the Germs,
The Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
Technova,
Tom Boy,
Lucky Dragons,
Jimmy McGriff,
Niagra,
Letta Mbulu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Parry Music,
Pagans,
Kaleidoscope,
Electric Prunes,
The Divine Comedy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Janne Schatter,
Eric Dolphy,
The Tremeloes,
Black Pus,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül II,
The Residents,
Rites of Spring,
the Fania All-Stars,
China Crisis,
The Litter,
Jerry's Kids,
Soul II Soul,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Q and Not U,
Excepter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Little Man,
Pulsallama,
Can,
Buzzcocks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Babytalk,
Terrestrial Tones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
CMW,
Agitation Free,
kango's stein massive,
Wings,
Fear,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.