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 Suriname and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kerrie Biddell to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick May,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Neon Judgement,
Scratch Acid,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Susan Cadogan,
Pussy Galore,
Flash Fearless,
Ten City,
Schoolly D,
Boredoms,
The Gladiators,
Crash Course in Science,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Enemy,
The Modern Lovers,
The Toasters,
Intrusion,
Animal Collective,
Roxette,
Can,
Babytalk,
The Knickerbockers,
Lucky Dragons,
the Human League,
The Slackers,
Interpol,
Sun City Girls,
F. McDonald,
The Blues Magoos,
Nirvana,
The Grass Roots,
Essential Logic,
Agitation Free,
Angry Samoans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Trojans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kaleidoscope,
Tom Boy,
X-Ray Spex,
Pagans,
Gabor Szabo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eurythmics,
Scan 7,
Hasil Adkins,
Erykah Badu,
The Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Index,
Lou Christie,
Letta Mbulu,
Aswad,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.