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 Antigua and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cal Tjader to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Jacob Miller,
The United States of America,
Kerrie Biddell,
Juan Atkins,
Susan Cadogan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bill Wells,
Wolf Eyes,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra,
Minny Pops,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lakeside,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unwound,
Bootsy Collins,
JFA,
Barrington Levy,
Main Source,
Terry Callier,
Wasted Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Soulsonic Force,
Prince Buster,
A Certain Ratio,
UT,
Gichy Dan,
The Electric Prunes,
Johnny Clarke,
kango's stein massive,
Drexciya,
The Dead C,
Popol Vuh,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Sneak,
Eric Copeland,
Pantytec,
New York Dolls,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gories,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ponytail,
Japan,
Young Marble Giants,
Tim Buckley,
Hoover,
Godley & Creme,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang Gang Dance,
Junior Murvin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Patti Smith,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.