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 Italy and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dark Day 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Icehouse,
The Move,
Marmalade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
Faust,
Lyres,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Techniques,
Frankie Knuckles,
Iggy Pop,
Alton Ellis,
Mo-Dettes,
Eddi Front,
Laurel Aitken,
Todd Rundgren,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Masters at Work,
Fela Kuti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tomorrow,
Ken Boothe,
the Sonics,
Wings,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fortunes,
Robert Hood,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crooked Eye,
The Electric Prunes,
Joe Smooth,
Qualms,
MDC,
Con Funk Shun,
Organ,
Harry Pussy,
Mandrill,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
Rekid,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kurtis Blow,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MC5,
Lebanon Hanover,
Traffic Nightmare,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Lou Reed,
Skaos,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sparks,
Sun Ra,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.