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 Albania and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Gil Scott Heron to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Sister Nancy,
Barrington Levy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Black Pus,
Nik Kershaw,
Audionom,
Piero Umiliani,
Qualms,
The Evens,
Black Sheep,
Slave,
Thompson Twins,
Henry Cow,
Moby Grape,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aswad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kayak,
Lakeside,
Alphaville,
Joyce Sims,
the Swans,
Ronan,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
The Divine Comedy,
Michelle Simonal,
Cameo,
The Seeds,
The Searchers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faraquet,
CMW,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flamin' Groovies,
Porter Ricks,
Deakin,
Gregory Isaacs,
K-Klass,
New Age Steppers,
The Stooges,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fluxion,
Chris Corsano,
Black Flag,
the Normal,
Bronski Beat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Average White Band,
Mandrill,
Warren Ellis,
Index,
Bluetip,
Dual Sessions,
Leonard Cohen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.