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 Madagascar and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dual Sessions to the jazz 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
The Motions,
Interpol,
Spandau Ballet,
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
Lower 48,
John Lydon,
The United States of America,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Q65,
The Red Krayola,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Leonard Cohen,
Public Image Ltd.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hasil Adkins,
Brand Nubian,
Procol Harum,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agitation Free,
The Fugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DNA,
Sarah Menescal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Count Five,
Warsaw,
Michelle Simonal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Skatalites,
The Smoke,
Sam Rivers,
The Sonics,
Aswad,
Country Teasers,
Basic Channel,
Duran Duran,
Roxy Music,
the Swans,
Funky Four + One,
The Pretty Things,
Barrington Levy,
Maleditus Sound,
Scratch Acid,
The Gories,
Malaria!,
Alice Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.