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 Ukraine and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes 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 Mr. Review to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Josef K,
Donny Hathaway,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amazonics,
The Monochrome Set,
Joensuu 1685,
AZ,
Kurtis Blow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Essential Logic,
Janne Schatter,
Bush Tetras,
Mars,
The Star Department,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry's Kids,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erasure,
This Heat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Country Teasers,
Cluster,
Television Personalities,
Stetsasonic,
Black Bananas,
Pylon,
Sparks,
L. Decosne,
Soft Cell,
Surgeon,
The Blackbyrds,
Inner City,
Kayak,
David Axelrod,
Michelle Simonal,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
Brothers Johnson,
Connie Case,
Don Cherry,
Barbara Tucker,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Television,
Stereo Dub,
PIL,
Amon Düül II,
Soft Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
Aural Exciters,
Eden Ahbez,
Tomorrow,
Clear Light,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.