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 South Sudan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba 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 Rakim to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Todd Rundgren,
Piero Umiliani,
The Young Rascals,
Fela Kuti,
The Doors,
Patti Smith,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kas Product,
Scion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jawbox,
Deepchord,
Second Layer,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
David McCallum,
Jeff Lynne,
Inner City,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boz Scaggs,
Juan Atkins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tres Demented,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pierre Henry,
Yazoo,
Fear,
Motorama,
Darondo,
Donny Hathaway,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Basic Channel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Symarip,
Desert Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Moby Grape,
Morten Harket,
Shuggie Otis,
Arthur Verocai,
The Gories,
Audionom,
Max Romeo,
The Red Krayola,
The Skatalites,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fad Gadget,
Eden Ahbez,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magazine,
The Happenings,
Niagra,
Camouflage,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.