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 Poland and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Pop Group 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
In Retrospect,
Babytalk,
JFA,
James White and The Blacks,
Letta Mbulu,
Wolf Eyes,
Michelle Simonal,
Bad Manners,
Dark Day,
Negative Approach,
The Last Poets,
Tubeway Army,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lightning Bolt,
Rosa Yemen,
Brand Nubian,
Mandrill,
Supertramp,
CMW,
D'Angelo,
The Beau Brummels,
Masters at Work,
Sun Ra,
New Order,
The Angels of Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camouflage,
Sight & Sound,
Avey Tare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Funky Four + One,
Ten City,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fall,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
Essential Logic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Angry Samoans,
Crash Course in Science,
Absolute Body Control,
Magma,
David Axelrod,
The Kinks,
Niagra,
Eddi Front,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Maurizio,
Basic Channel,
The Busters,
LL Cool J,
The Gap Band,
Grey Daturas,
Anthony Braxton,
This Heat,
Brass Construction,
Audionom,
The Music Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ludus,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.