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 Gabon and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Public Enemy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Janne Schatter,
Laurel Aitken,
The Tremeloes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Move,
Joe Smooth,
Joensuu 1685,
Sister Nancy,
Second Layer,
Subhumans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Anakelly,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
June Days,
Cybotron,
Monks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Brand Nubian,
R.M.O.,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
Lyres,
Boredoms,
T. Rex,
Glambeats Corp.,
Piero Umiliani,
The Real Kids,
Davy DMX,
Lindisfarne,
Essential Logic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
The Angels of Light,
The Dead C,
Khruangbin,
Darondo,
Mars,
Junior Murvin,
Shuggie Otis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Sheep,
Minutemen,
Oneida,
Outsiders,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Monochrome Set,
Colin Newman,
Mantronix,
The Fuzztones,
The Five Americans,
Eli Mardock,
Nas,
Robert Wyatt,
John Coltrane,
Scion,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.