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 St Kitts & Nevis 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Vainqueur to the techno 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Drexciya,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Litter,
Ohio Players,
Janne Schatter,
Gong,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tim Buckley,
Half Japanese,
The Velvet Underground,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Suburban Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Second Layer,
Rites of Spring,
Fat Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Christie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cymande,
Joyce Sims,
Public Enemy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barclay James Harvest,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Bananas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Suicide,
The Tremeloes,
The Saints,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nirvana,
The Moleskins,
Niagra,
Pylon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
Sällskapet,
Alton Ellis,
Bang On A Can,
Swans,
Yazoo,
a-ha,
Brothers Johnson,
June Days,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Donny Hathaway,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Names,
the Sonics,
Archie Shepp,
Goldenarms,
Warren Ellis,
Ultra Naté,
Cheater Slicks,
Clear Light,
One Last Wish,
Amon Düül,
The Beau Brummels,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.