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 Argentina and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Holger Czukay 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 OOIOO to the jazz 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
The Victims,
Average White Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Crime,
DJ Style,
Boogie Down Productions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Enemy,
Suicide,
The Mojo Men,
X-101,
DNA,
John Foxx,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
K-Klass,
F. McDonald,
The Misunderstood,
Toni Rubio,
Minny Pops,
Minutemen,
Neil Young,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flipper,
Cameo,
the Bar-Kays,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Black Dice,
Tres Demented,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Alton Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fugs,
AZ,
Heaven 17,
Roxy Music,
The Busters,
Chrome,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Grass Roots,
The Invisible,
Lindisfarne,
Barbara Tucker,
Magazine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
Prince Buster,
Eddi Front,
Ronan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Brass Construction,
Alphaville,
Funky Four + One,
Camouflage,
Qualms,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.