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 Djibouti and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Calgary and Tokyo.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Judy Mowatt to the crunk 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mummies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultra Naté,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
In Retrospect,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moby Grape,
The Fall,
F. McDonald,
Dark Day,
Swans,
Alison Limerick,
Con Funk Shun,
The Buckinghams,
Al Stewart,
Duran Duran,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Au Pairs,
Crooked Eye,
Pole,
Amon Düül II,
Khruangbin,
CMW,
Marc Almond,
Visage,
Jimmy McGriff,
Newcleus,
Pere Ubu,
Charles Mingus,
Eli Mardock,
Lungfish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Leonard Cohen,
The Doors,
Negative Approach,
Lebanon Hanover,
Essential Logic,
Cymande,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Matthew Halsall,
Oneida,
Joensuu 1685,
Minnie Riperton,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sight & Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boredoms,
the Fania All-Stars,
EPMD,
Ohio Players,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.