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 Botswana and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Babytalk,
Cameo,
Freddie Wadling,
Yaz,
Chris Corsano,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Pus,
48th St. Collective,
Stetsasonic,
Joyce Sims,
Flipper,
The Angels of Light,
Henry Cow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
The Gap Band,
Schoolly D,
Q and Not U,
Pierre Henry,
K-Klass,
Rites of Spring,
Monks,
Jeff Mills,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Flag,
Liliput,
Groovy Waters,
One Last Wish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Raincoats,
Boredoms,
Newcleus,
Clear Light,
Magma,
Pantytec,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Donald Byrd,
Organ,
Faraquet,
Gichy Dan,
H. Thieme,
The Moody Blues,
The Durutti Column,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Little Man,
The Saints,
Amon Düül,
Rekid,
Marc Almond,
UT,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lebanon Hanover,
Zero Boys,
Mission of Burma,
Nik Kershaw,
Bluetip,
New Age Steppers,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.