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 Singapore and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 LL Cool J to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Glenn Branca,
Inner City,
The J.B.'s,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Order,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monochrome Set,
Yellowson,
The Dead C,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Starr,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Womack,
Ludus,
Bad Manners,
Morten Harket,
Skriet,
Malaria!,
Aural Exciters,
Slave,
Essential Logic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rod Modell,
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Prince Buster,
F. McDonald,
The Associates,
Jeff Lynne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Wake,
New York Dolls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
Lindisfarne,
Jacques Brel,
Neu!,
Faraquet,
Iggy Pop,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Harry Pussy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Flag,
Shoche,
The Human League,
Yazoo,
Tubeway Army,
Soul II Soul,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Au Pairs,
Connie Case,
The Toasters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Residents,
Chris Corsano,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.