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 Luxembourg and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 clarinet 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 Pere Ubu to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
The Young Rascals,
Chris & Cosey,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nico,
Albert Ayler,
Yaz,
AZ,
The Remains,
The Human League,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arthur Verocai,
The Mummies,
The Last Poets,
Soft Machine,
Barrington Levy,
Whodini,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiohead,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ludus,
Parry Music,
Cecil Taylor,
Massinfluence,
DJ Sneak,
Cameo,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Flag,
Bill Near,
Livin' Joy,
Organ,
The Gladiators,
Wasted Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
Carl Craig,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fugs,
Anakelly,
Simply Red,
Michelle Simonal,
Minor Threat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tomorrow,
The Black Dice,
Wings,
Marine Girls,
James White and The Blacks,
The Angels of Light,
Cal Tjader,
Symarip,
The Flesh Eaters,
Quantec,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Womack,
Faraquet,
Matthew Halsall,
Depeche Mode,
Dark Day,
Alice Coltrane,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.