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 Congo and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin 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 Pharoah Sanders 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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
AZ,
Michelle Simonal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
10cc,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eli Mardock,
Amon Düül,
Saccharine Trust,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
Colin Newman,
New Order,
Aural Exciters,
Youth Brigade,
the Association,
Alton Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
Grey Daturas,
Excepter,
the Sonics,
The Moleskins,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Grass Roots,
The Doors,
Crispy Ambulance,
Malaria!,
Crime,
Bronski Beat,
cv313,
New York Dolls,
Skriet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young,
H. Thieme,
The Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Sneak,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter & Gordon,
Depeche Mode,
Procol Harum,
Todd Rundgren,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thompson Twins,
The Seeds,
Nirvana,
Patti Smith,
Schoolly D,
The Move,
Gang Starr,
The Modern Lovers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Buzzcocks,
The Black Dice,
Barbara Tucker,
Quadrant,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Blake Baxter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.