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 Afghanistan and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABBA to the disco 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Khruangbin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sandy B,
CMW,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delta 5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Henry Cow,
Von Mondo,
The Sonics,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
Gang Green,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Electric Prunes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Morten Harket,
Yellowson,
Black Flag,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Albert Ayler,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Monochrome Set,
Groovy Waters,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Leaves,
Amazonics,
Glenn Branca,
Sun Ra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-101,
Steve Hackett,
Au Pairs,
Marmalade,
Chris & Cosey,
Wally Richardson,
The Skatalites,
Barry Ungar,
Erykah Badu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Skriet,
U.S. Maple,
Saccharine Trust,
Quando Quango,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aswad,
The Barracudas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eli Mardock,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.