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 Macedonia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Soft Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
Flamin' Groovies,
Andrew Hill,
Barbara Tucker,
Peter and Kerry,
Symarip,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Remains,
Reagan Youth,
Yazoo,
Arthur Verocai,
Maurizio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Duran Duran,
Lou Christie,
Junior Murvin,
The Mojo Men,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moleskins,
Dark Day,
June Days,
The Index,
Deadbeat,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
The Neon Judgement,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Sonics,
Technova,
Sly & The Family Stone,
UT,
The Victims,
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alice Coltrane,
Inner City,
Youth Brigade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
A Certain Ratio,
Japan,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronnie Foster,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Blake Baxter,
Can,
Little Man,
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul Sonic Force,
X-Ray Spex,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.