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 Nepal and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Donny Hathaway to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Dirtbombs,
Mission of Burma,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scrapy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nils Olav,
Eric Copeland,
James White and The Blacks,
The J.B.'s,
Magazine,
Lindisfarne,
Eurythmics,
Leonard Cohen,
Porter Ricks,
The Blues Magoos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Massinfluence,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
Radiopuhelimet,
Loose Ends,
Moby Grape,
Black Flag,
Grandmaster Flash,
B.T. Express,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Mills,
Albert Ayler,
Average White Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Residents,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Barry Ungar,
Theoretical Girls,
Patti Smith,
The Gladiators,
Curtis Mayfield,
Shoche,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rakim,
F. McDonald,
The New Christs,
Young Marble Giants,
Aswad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ronan,
Dennis Brown,
Cymande,
Tears for Fears,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.