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 Gabon and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the oboe 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 Qualms to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Loose Ends,
Spoonie Gee,
Half Japanese,
Fad Gadget,
AZ,
Brick,
Organ,
Yusef Lateef,
Index,
Pantytec,
Talk Talk,
The Index,
Negative Approach,
Accadde A,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül II,
Sonic Youth,
Ultra Naté,
Guru Guru,
Stetsasonic,
Saccharine Trust,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Darondo,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Busters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tommy Roe,
Godley & Creme,
Rekid,
Nils Olav,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
F. McDonald,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nas,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Doors,
Das Ding,
Althea and Donna,
New York Dolls,
Marc Almond,
Wire,
Buzzcocks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skarface,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June Days,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Patti Smith,
Scientists,
The Happenings,
The Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sandy B,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Mummies,
Lou Reed,
The Barracudas,
Monolake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.