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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 Q and Not U to the grunge 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
D'Angelo,
The Skatalites,
Black Flag,
the Bar-Kays,
Josef K,
Deepchord,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nils Olav,
K-Klass,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kaleidoscope,
Lindisfarne,
Can,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gories,
Joyce Sims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moebius,
The Zeros,
Von Mondo,
Alton Ellis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sound Behaviour,
OOIOO,
Donny Hathaway,
Infiniti,
Heaven 17,
Trumans Water,
Graham Central Station,
Gang Green,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Blues Magoos,
Warren Ellis,
Basic Channel,
Make Up,
Fat Boys,
The Music Machine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeff Lynne,
Kerrie Biddell,
Glenn Branca,
F. McDonald,
Leonard Cohen,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers,
R.M.O.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marmalade,
Jandek,
Yazoo,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Barracudas,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gladiators,
Stereo Dub,
Ultra Naté,
Eve St. Jones,
Negative Approach,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.