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 Malaysia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Talk Talk to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Q and Not U,
the Slits,
Sandy B,
Anthony Braxton,
John Lydon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
T. Rex,
JFA,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moss Icon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lungfish,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Golliwogs,
Stetsasonic,
Slave,
Swell Maps,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Doors,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pulsallama,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pussy Galore,
Rosa Yemen,
Mr. Review,
Hoover,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bang On A Can,
Quando Quango,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camouflage,
The Buckinghams,
Quantec,
Eric Dolphy,
John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marc Almond,
Japan,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Saccharine Trust,
The Angels of Light,
Audionom,
Wasted Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
48th St. Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Flag,
Inner City,
OOIOO,
Pierre Henry,
The Misunderstood,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minutemen,
Agitation Free,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.