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 Cape Verde and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 The Saints to the punk 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pussy Galore record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Davy DMX,
The Beau Brummels,
Hoover,
Laurel Aitken,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Smiths,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Talk Talk,
Nation of Ulysses,
The United States of America,
Ken Boothe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alton Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
Alphaville,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mantronix,
Nico,
The Young Rascals,
Schoolly D,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Iggy Pop,
Tres Demented,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fire Engines,
Model 500,
New Age Steppers,
Warsaw,
The Gun Club,
Eddi Front,
T.S.O.L.,
Alice Coltrane,
Tim Buckley,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cymande,
Faust,
Don Cherry,
X-101,
Isaac Hayes,
Section 25,
Nas,
Arthur Verocai,
Boredoms,
Symarip,
Massinfluence,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Maurizio,
The Motions,
Pagans,
Main Source,
Kas Product,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fear,
Animal Collective,
Colin Newman,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dual Sessions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.