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 Belarus and from Hong Kong.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gong to the techno 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Symarip,
Los Fastidios,
Charles Mingus,
The Move,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Vogues,
Organ,
Aaron Thompson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mission of Burma,
Warren Ellis,
Deakin,
Spandau Ballet,
Von Mondo,
JFA,
Eric B and Rakim,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare,
Animal Collective,
Chris & Cosey,
Boz Scaggs,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Happenings,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-101,
Eric Copeland,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Five Americans,
Rakim,
Sparks,
Ice-T,
The Detroit Cobras,
Unrelated Segments,
Brothers Johnson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Television Personalities,
Altered Images,
The Doors,
Ludus,
Mary Jane Girls,
UT,
The Smiths,
Icehouse,
John Coltrane,
Lower 48,
Q and Not U,
Sonic Youth,
Magma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pierre Henry,
The Gladiators,
Bill Wells,
Glambeats Corp.,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.