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 Iran and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Hashim 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Todd Terry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chrome,
The Pop Group,
Quadrant,
Moebius,
The Mummies,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Babytalk,
Rhythm & Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric B and Rakim,
Althea and Donna,
The Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Donald Byrd,
Niagra,
Skriet,
Funky Four + One,
Kayak,
Guru Guru,
Oneida,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pretty Things,
New York Dolls,
Lyres,
Steve Hackett,
Pharoah Sanders,
K-Klass,
Alton Ellis,
Godley & Creme,
kango's stein massive,
Fad Gadget,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fortunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Ornette Coleman,
Desert Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
This Heat,
Dark Day,
Agitation Free,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ludus,
Scott Walker,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June Days,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flash Fearless,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scan 7,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tomorrow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.