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 Guyana and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Joe Finger to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Connie Case,
The Durutti Column,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang of Four,
The Sonics,
Sound Behaviour,
The Move,
Frankie Knuckles,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Green,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Spoonie Gee,
Donny Hathaway,
Talk Talk,
Morten Harket,
Liliput,
Malaria!,
Brand Nubian,
The Selecter,
Patti Smith,
Flash Fearless,
The Divine Comedy,
The Shadows of Knight,
The United States of America,
Can,
Roy Ayers,
John Holt,
Animal Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Howard Jones,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James White and The Blacks,
The Beau Brummels,
Eli Mardock,
Terry Callier,
Theoretical Girls,
Negative Approach,
Donald Byrd,
Metal Thangz,
The Pretty Things,
The Music Machine,
Model 500,
Maleditus Sound,
Smog,
Minnie Riperton,
Janne Schatter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
D'Angelo,
The Last Poets,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Mojo Men,
Loose Ends,
Dark Day,
Kevin Saunderson,
Magazine,
Drexciya,
Lower 48,
MC5,
Roxette,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.