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 Kyrgyzstan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Whodini to the rap 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Junior Murvin,
The Fuzztones,
KRS-One,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stiv Bators,
Matthew Bourne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Section 25,
Visage,
Delta 5,
Eyeless In Gaza,
K-Klass,
Stereo Dub,
The Young Rascals,
Peter & Gordon,
Shuggie Otis,
Ken Boothe,
Lakeside,
Ornette Coleman,
Bootsy Collins,
Procol Harum,
Rod Modell,
Vladislav Delay,
Duran Duran,
Warren Ellis,
The Slits,
Camberwell Now,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Q65,
Robert Hood,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Blake Baxter,
The Standells,
ABC,
The Doors,
Davy DMX,
Maleditus Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television,
CMW,
Nico,
Vainqueur,
Tom Boy,
The Pretty Things,
Inner City,
The Slackers,
Jacob Miller,
Tommy Roe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Crispy Ambulance,
DNA,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.