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 Madagascar and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 This Heat to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Görl,
L. Decosne,
Donald Byrd,
Underground Resistance,
Bush Tetras,
Kool Moe Dee,
Warren Ellis,
ABC,
The Associates,
Bronski Beat,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
The Remains,
Flipper,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Sonic Youth,
Niagra,
Peter & Gordon,
Aswad,
Ronnie Foster,
Japan,
The Red Krayola,
Boredoms,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
JFA,
Boz Scaggs,
Ice-T,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Q65,
Blancmange,
In Retrospect,
Hashim,
The Saints,
Alton Ellis,
Smog,
The Litter,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gories,
The Smiths,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rapeman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wally Richardson,
Model 500,
Shoche,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kaleidoscope,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terrestrial Tones,
Zapp,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.