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 Brunei and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Walker Brothers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rekid,
Monolake,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ponytail,
Mandrill,
Isaac Hayes,
Can,
Warren Ellis,
June of 44,
Trumans Water,
Dorothy Ashby,
10cc,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Young Rascals,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
In Retrospect,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Alice Coltrane,
The Skatalites,
Mad Mike,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fire Engines,
Popol Vuh,
Theoretical Girls,
Anakelly,
The Techniques,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Echospace,
Scott Walker,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Busters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Make Up,
Wire,
This Heat,
The United States of America,
Jawbox,
Deepchord,
Excepter,
Black Flag,
The Standells,
Alison Limerick,
Johnny Clarke,
Quando Quango,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gichy Dan,
Brand Nubian,
Index,
Marcia Griffiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jacques Brel,
Black Sheep,
The Fugs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.