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 Cameroon and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 DJ Style to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Green,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Das Ding,
Matthew Halsall,
Monks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Infiniti,
Swell Maps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The United States of America,
Darondo,
Idris Muhammad,
Soulsonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Deepchord,
Rites of Spring,
Mad Mike,
New Order,
Kurtis Blow,
Andrew Hill,
Aloha Tigers,
Sister Nancy,
Man Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
Jawbox,
Donald Byrd,
Minutemen,
James White and The Blacks,
Excepter,
Josef K,
Glenn Branca,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kaleidoscope,
The Knickerbockers,
The Stooges,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cybotron,
The Cowsills,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Busters,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ponytail,
Matthew Bourne,
Technova,
Rekid,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Christie,
Arthur Verocai,
Theoretical Girls,
Cymande,
Suicide,
This Heat,
The Tremeloes,
CMW,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.