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 Tunisia and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lalo Schifrin to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Erykah Badu,
Tom Boy,
D'Angelo,
Aural Exciters,
Judy Mowatt,
Steve Hackett,
Hoover,
Thee Headcoats,
Gang Starr,
Chris Corsano,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glenn Branca,
The Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Zapp,
Sun Ra,
Trumans Water,
Rakim,
Bob Dylan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Banda Bassotti,
Yaz,
Wally Richardson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
ABBA,
Suburban Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vladislav Delay,
Thompson Twins,
Mad Mike,
Technova,
The United States of America,
Crash Course in Science,
Dorothy Ashby,
Babytalk,
Spandau Ballet,
Funky Four + One,
The Toasters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lightning Bolt,
Eric Copeland,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Section 25,
Monks,
Kurtis Blow,
Vainqueur,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.