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 Mongolia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Donald Byrd to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cal Tjader,
Inner City,
Kenny Larkin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Qualms,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Morten Harket,
Todd Terry,
Eden Ahbez,
The Smoke,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doors,
Aaron Thompson,
Dead Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Spandau Ballet,
The New Christs,
The Offenders,
Rites of Spring,
Royal Trux,
Moss Icon,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Animal Collective,
Crash Course in Science,
Angry Samoans,
Minnie Riperton,
UT,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
Nas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Saccharine Trust,
The Techniques,
Dark Day,
Charles Mingus,
New York Dolls,
Jawbox,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sixth Finger,
the Fania All-Stars,
Boogie Down Productions,
X-102,
Junior Murvin,
Pantytec,
U.S. Maple,
Don Cherry,
Michelle Simonal,
Hashim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Echospace,
The Slits,
Grauzone,
Scientists,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.