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 Bulgaria and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grunge 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Kayak,
Magma,
Vainqueur,
R.M.O.,
The Selecter,
Todd Terry,
PIL,
The Star Department,
L. Decosne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jacob Miller,
Essential Logic,
Marvin Gaye,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soft Machine,
Wasted Youth,
Pole,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mars,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fear,
Todd Rundgren,
Gong,
New York Dolls,
MC5,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Outsiders,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Funkadelic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shuggie Otis,
Sugar Minott,
Tomorrow,
Byron Stingily,
Young Marble Giants,
Lalann,
Hashim,
Rakim,
Main Source,
Smog,
Chrome,
Symarip,
Jacques Brel,
Bronski Beat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Letta Mbulu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yellowson,
Icehouse,
Boz Scaggs,
H. Thieme,
Ken Boothe,
Donald Byrd,
Slick Rick,
Panda Bear,
The Mojo Men,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.