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 St Lucia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Oblivians to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Quadrant,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boz Scaggs,
Thompson Twins,
The Gladiators,
Cameo,
Anthony Braxton,
H. Thieme,
Hashim,
Bill Near,
Porter Ricks,
The Cramps,
Pulsallama,
Stiv Bators,
Isaac Hayes,
PIL,
Pussy Galore,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Khruangbin,
Tim Buckley,
Icehouse,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
China Crisis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Television,
8 Eyed Spy,
Arcadia,
John Lydon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Unrelated Segments,
The Busters,
Second Layer,
The Buckinghams,
The Dirtbombs,
Deadbeat,
Siglo XX,
Derrick May,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Doobie Brothers,
Letta Mbulu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
UT,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scrapy,
Section 25,
Radio Birdman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Womack,
John Coltrane,
Quantec,
Marmalade,
Organ,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pagans,
The Kinks,
Rufus Thomas,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.