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 Madagascar and from Lagos.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soft Machine to the rap 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tom Boy,
AZ,
DNA,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sister Nancy,
The Monochrome Set,
Funkadelic,
The Raincoats,
Con Funk Shun,
Heaven 17,
Siglo XX,
Kayak,
The Walker Brothers,
Pulsallama,
The Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Roxy Music,
Livin' Joy,
Yusef Lateef,
New York Dolls,
Sparks,
The Gladiators,
Clear Light,
The Blues Magoos,
Mission of Burma,
The Cramps,
New Age Steppers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ludus,
Fatback Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mantronix,
Malaria!,
Nik Kershaw,
48th St. Collective,
Aural Exciters,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Delon & Dalcan,
In Retrospect,
LL Cool J,
Hardrive,
MDC,
The Invisible,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Teasers,
Black Sheep,
U.S. Maple,
Sun City Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.