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 Antigua and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Liliput to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Joe Smooth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
Judy Mowatt,
David McCallum,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
B.T. Express,
Harmonia,
Pantaleimon,
Pole,
Dorothy Ashby,
June Days,
Yellowson,
Gong,
Avey Tare,
Con Funk Shun,
David Axelrod,
Mission of Burma,
Camouflage,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
kango's stein massive,
Black Pus,
Monks,
the Normal,
Flash Fearless,
Don Cherry,
Mark Hollis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Byrd,
Visage,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Los Fastidios,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Funkadelic,
Television Personalities,
Susan Cadogan,
Arcadia,
Vladislav Delay,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Black Dice,
Blossom Toes,
Boredoms,
Al Stewart,
Letta Mbulu,
UT,
The Skatalites,
Mo-Dettes,
Alice Coltrane,
Fad Gadget,
Hashim,
Moby Grape,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tomorrow,
Swans,
Newcleus,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.