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 Ukraine and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ornette Coleman to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Howard Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kerri Chandler,
Chrome,
The Modern Lovers,
Lightning Bolt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oblivians,
John Cale,
The Fugs,
The Durutti Column,
Popol Vuh,
Matthew Halsall,
KRS-One,
Index,
FM Einheit,
Mandrill,
Minny Pops,
Infiniti,
Lou Reed,
Michelle Simonal,
Altered Images,
Ronan,
Thee Headcoats,
Desert Stars,
The Count Five,
DJ Style,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ohio Players,
DJ Sneak,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eric Copeland,
Archie Shepp,
The Cowsills,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vladislav Delay,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Flag,
Radiopuhelimet,
Charles Mingus,
Minutemen,
Byron Stingily,
Kas Product,
Liliput,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Sherman,
Royal Trux,
The Cure,
Hashim,
Con Funk Shun,
Pole,
Piero Umiliani,
Babytalk,
Heaven 17,
Banda Bassotti,
CMW,
The Golliwogs,
Television,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.