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 Greece and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Anthony Braxton to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Gabor Szabo,
The Names,
Ultra Naté,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
X-101,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter & Gordon,
Albert Ayler,
Spoonie Gee,
Heaven 17,
Arab on Radar,
Barrington Levy,
Thee Headcoats,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Womack,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Sherman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Piero Umiliani,
Howard Jones,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
Stetsasonic,
Scan 7,
Bluetip,
Fatback Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Quantec,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Certain Ratio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brass Construction,
Wolf Eyes,
Barry Ungar,
Fela Kuti,
Guru Guru,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Chris Corsano,
The Trojans,
Sällskapet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vladislav Delay,
PIL,
Section 25,
Marshall Jefferson,
MDC,
Byron Stingily,
Boz Scaggs,
Anthony Braxton,
Sarah Menescal,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cymande,
The Durutti Column,
L. Decosne,
Crash Course in Science,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.