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 Guatemala and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Young Marble Giants to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Kenny Larkin,
Swell Maps,
Sixth Finger,
Hashim,
Scion,
AZ,
Sun City Girls,
Nas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Funky Four + One,
Robert Wyatt,
The Remains,
Todd Rundgren,
Sonny Sharrock,
Derrick May,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funkadelic,
Scrapy,
Country Teasers,
Bill Wells,
Ossler,
Drive Like Jehu,
Qualms,
Stetsasonic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Slits,
the Germs,
The Fall,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gap Band,
The Moody Blues,
Suburban Knight,
Blancmange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
cv313,
JFA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül,
Can,
Unrelated Segments,
The Monochrome Set,
Minutemen,
Ohio Players,
Crispian St. Peters,
Maurizio,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick Morgan,
FM Einheit,
Brass Construction,
8 Eyed Spy,
Chris Corsano,
Lalo Schifrin,
James White and The Blacks,
The Motions,
Slick Rick,
the Human League,
Man Parrish,
Minnie Riperton,
Boredoms,
The Velvet Underground,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.