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 Estonia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Au Pairs to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thompson Twins,
Interpol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kevin Saunderson,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
Robert Görl,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sound,
Ten City,
Arcadia,
X-101,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Index,
Organ,
Gang Green,
Gabor Szabo,
Camberwell Now,
Patti Smith,
Barry Ungar,
Sparks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fat Boys,
Charles Mingus,
R.M.O.,
Minutemen,
John Lydon,
The Pop Group,
Terry Callier,
Prince Buster,
The Knickerbockers,
Davy DMX,
Hot Snakes,
Ultravox,
Gang Starr,
Oneida,
Royal Trux,
Dennis Brown,
Quadrant,
LL Cool J,
John Cale,
Kas Product,
Black Moon,
The Index,
Japan,
Roxy Music,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kayak,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Christie,
Zapp,
Bluetip,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.