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 Algeria 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 Camberwell Now to the punk 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Popol Vuh,
Thompson Twins,
Judy Mowatt,
Al Stewart,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marmalade,
The Vogues,
Todd Terry,
Brass Construction,
Black Moon,
The Move,
UT,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Franke,
Mr. Review,
Eddi Front,
Tubeway Army,
Cameo,
Soft Machine,
The Searchers,
The Fuzztones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rakim,
the Sonics,
Television Personalities,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Spoonie Gee,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kaleidoscope,
Reuben Wilson,
CMW,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dead Boys,
New Age Steppers,
Eli Mardock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Organ,
Grey Daturas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Newcleus,
Mo-Dettes,
Roxy Music,
Gang of Four,
ABC,
Rekid,
a-ha,
X-102,
Joey Negro,
Mad Mike,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lungfish,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.