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 Czech Republic and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cosmic Jokers to the grime 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Tropical Tobacco,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacob Miller,
Echospace,
Marmalade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Wyatt,
Roy Ayers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Misunderstood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wasted Youth,
Lalann,
Banda Bassotti,
Terry Callier,
The Human League,
The Litter,
the Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Reuben Wilson,
The Young Rascals,
Funky Four + One,
Max Romeo,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Remains,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül,
Lightning Bolt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Golliwogs,
Moss Icon,
Yellowson,
H. Thieme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bob Dylan,
The Sound,
Accadde A,
Quantec,
Hashim,
Black Bananas,
Isaac Hayes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
KRS-One,
The Angels of Light,
Radiopuhelimet,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Mills,
Schoolly D,
Lee Hazlewood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
Easy Going,
Magma,
This Heat,
Cal Tjader,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ituana,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.