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 Albania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Soul II Soul to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Crispian St. Peters,
The New Christs,
China Crisis,
Cal Tjader,
Neil Young,
Piero Umiliani,
Amazonics,
Nik Kershaw,
the Human League,
KRS-One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Can,
June Days,
Fluxion,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moby Grape,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Toasters,
Scratch Acid,
Lyres,
Roger Hodgson,
Boz Scaggs,
Deakin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
ABBA,
The Gories,
The Pretty Things,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
Duran Duran,
Dorothy Ashby,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Oneida,
Chris & Cosey,
Popol Vuh,
Eden Ahbez,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brass Construction,
Thompson Twins,
Eurythmics,
Erykah Badu,
Jacob Miller,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Red Krayola,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dirtbombs,
Los Fastidios,
The Electric Prunes,
Massinfluence,
Con Funk Shun,
Alphaville,
Yusef Lateef,
Harmonia,
Ultimate Spinach,
June of 44,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.