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 India and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 The Skatalites to the jazz 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Erasure,
Andrew Hill,
Swell Maps,
Cameo,
Max Romeo,
Procol Harum,
Barry Ungar,
Trumans Water,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Delon & Dalcan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
The Trojans,
Byron Stingily,
Marine Girls,
FM Einheit,
Sixth Finger,
Quando Quango,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anakelly,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
Iggy Pop,
Roy Ayers,
Anthony Braxton,
Sonic Youth,
The Tremeloes,
Camberwell Now,
Fugazi,
Wings,
The American Breed,
Yaz,
Das Ding,
Sällskapet,
Outsiders,
Model 500,
Sarah Menescal,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Detroit Cobras,
cv313,
Severed Heads,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Vogues,
Ohio Players,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fire Engines,
The Victims,
OOIOO,
Eric Copeland,
Skaos,
Royal Trux,
The Happenings,
Colin Newman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.