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 Argentina and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
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 mellotron 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 Funky Four + One to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Terry Callier,
Half Japanese,
Marmalade,
Main Source,
Von Mondo,
Juan Atkins,
Eric Copeland,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeff Lynne,
The Slackers,
Pussy Galore,
Quantec,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Jandek,
Pagans,
China Crisis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Schoolly D,
Max Romeo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Remains,
Bluetip,
Moby Grape,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pantaleimon,
Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Los Fastidios,
Camberwell Now,
New Order,
Make Up,
The Red Krayola,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Barbara Tucker,
Cecil Taylor,
FM Einheit,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kenny Larkin,
Alton Ellis,
T. Rex,
Jacques Brel,
Guru Guru,
Yellowson,
Joyce Sims,
A Certain Ratio,
Gabor Szabo,
H. Thieme,
Bad Manners,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun City Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Glenn Branca,
Dawn Penn,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.