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 Chile and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kas Product to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
FM Einheit,
The Selecter,
The Martian,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soft Machine,
The Cowsills,
The Grass Roots,
The Neon Judgement,
Magma,
Funky Four + One,
Cybotron,
Eli Mardock,
The Durutti Column,
A Certain Ratio,
Vainqueur,
Flipper,
the Association,
Arcadia,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jandek,
The Moody Blues,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chris & Cosey,
Colin Newman,
Average White Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Godley & Creme,
Black Sheep,
a-ha,
Camouflage,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doors,
EPMD,
The Motions,
UT,
Judy Mowatt,
Sun City Girls,
X-101,
Unrelated Segments,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Donald Byrd,
The Offenders,
Roy Ayers,
Reuben Wilson,
Thompson Twins,
David Axelrod,
Blossom Toes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry's Kids,
Ice-T,
Jacques Brel,
Fela Kuti,
Black Moon,
Mad Mike,
The Monochrome Set,
The American Breed,
Infiniti,
Harpers Bizarre,
10cc,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.