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 Malawi and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Isaac Hayes,
Wings,
R.M.O.,
Todd Rundgren,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Infiniti,
The Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lebanon Hanover,
Throbbing Gristle,
Derrick Morgan,
Drexciya,
Ohio Players,
Patti Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed,
The Victims,
One Last Wish,
Suburban Knight,
Lower 48,
Drive Like Jehu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
OOIOO,
Cameo,
Clear Light,
The Searchers,
The Gladiators,
Index,
The Fuzztones,
Chris & Cosey,
Hoover,
The Doors,
The Five Americans,
Roger Hodgson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unwound,
Ossler,
Monks,
Sugar Minott,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Mills,
Yaz,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bootsy Collins,
Eli Mardock,
The Young Rascals,
Hashim,
The Cramps,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Chrome,
AZ,
Porter Ricks,
Spoonie Gee,
Lindisfarne,
Mars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Hood,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.