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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Steve Hackett to the jazz 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar 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 sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Ronan,
Theoretical Girls,
Althea and Donna,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sonics,
Slick Rick,
Ituana,
FM Einheit,
Moebius,
Suburban Knight,
Quadrant,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pole,
Radiopuhelimet,
Outsiders,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bill Wells,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare,
The Zeros,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Vainqueur,
Ossler,
Skaos,
The Young Rascals,
The Mummies,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dennis Brown,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Seeds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yaz,
The Knickerbockers,
Swell Maps,
New Age Steppers,
The Martian,
Aaron Thompson,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Invisible,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Man Parrish,
Scrapy,
Swans,
OOIOO,
The Evens,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Leonard Cohen,
Bootsy Collins,
Stereo Dub,
Robert Görl,
Make Up,
Loose Ends,
Index,
Minnie Riperton,
Minor Threat,
Guru Guru,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Babytalk,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.