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 Syria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Adolescents to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
48th St. Collective,
ABC,
Television Personalities,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Harmonia,
Fluxion,
The Neon Judgement,
The Techniques,
Jeff Mills,
Pantytec,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funky Four + One,
Von Mondo,
Boredoms,
Donny Hathaway,
Susan Cadogan,
Sugar Minott,
James White and The Blacks,
Byron Stingily,
Maurizio,
MDC,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Vogues,
Donald Byrd,
L. Decosne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terry Callier,
U.S. Maple,
Fat Boys,
Minutemen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kenny Larkin,
The Star Department,
The Busters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Simply Red,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlback,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thee Headcoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
Matthew Halsall,
Excepter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lightning Bolt,
Faraquet,
Joey Negro,
Davy DMX,
Bootsy Collins,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric Dolphy,
Freddie Wadling,
Andrew Hill,
Camberwell Now,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.