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 Papua New Guinea and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 spring reverb 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the rap 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar 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 mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Saccharine Trust,
These Immortal Souls,
Dave Gahan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stetsasonic,
Delta 5,
AZ,
Mr. Review,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
CMW,
The Gladiators,
The Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
The Five Americans,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Flesh Eaters,
Drexciya,
The Gap Band,
Moby Grape,
Masters at Work,
Brothers Johnson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ten City,
Amazonics,
Maleditus Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boredoms,
OOIOO,
Jacob Miller,
Zapp,
Eric Dolphy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Godley & Creme,
Whodini,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Colin Newman,
Icehouse,
Eric Copeland,
The Knickerbockers,
Rites of Spring,
Brand Nubian,
Yaz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tropical Tobacco,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Glenn Branca,
Ronan,
Negative Approach,
KRS-One,
the Swans,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Womack,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Raincoats,
Second Layer,
Chrome,
The Angels of Light,
Darondo,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.