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 Andorra and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gories,
Q and Not U,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swell Maps,
T.S.O.L.,
Jacob Miller,
R.M.O.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Davy DMX,
Lee Hazlewood,
Archie Shepp,
Nils Olav,
The Kinks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mission of Burma,
the Association,
The Techniques,
Gichy Dan,
The Remains,
The Smoke,
The Cowsills,
Easy Going,
Pagans,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
Television,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun City Girls,
Pantytec,
Alison Limerick,
The Fugs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bush Tetras,
Rotary Connection,
Steve Hackett,
A Certain Ratio,
The Gladiators,
X-102,
Gang Gang Dance,
Symarip,
China Crisis,
Rakim,
Sonic Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Eli Mardock,
The Birthday Party,
Bad Manners,
Wings,
Soul II Soul,
Bill Wells,
Joyce Sims,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.