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 Tunisia and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Babytalk to the punk 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Black Sheep,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronan,
Pierre Henry,
Sugar Minott,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Essential Logic,
Brick,
Amon Düül,
Brand Nubian,
FM Einheit,
Heaven 17,
The Motions,
Swans,
The Skatalites,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Zeros,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DJ Sneak,
Althea and Donna,
Tommy Roe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Scion,
Bobby Byrd,
Barry Ungar,
Hot Snakes,
In Retrospect,
Inner City,
The Monks,
Cameo,
Bad Manners,
Bootsy Collins,
Qualms,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Neon Judgement,
June Days,
Deadbeat,
Harry Pussy,
The Knickerbockers,
Minny Pops,
Khruangbin,
John Coltrane,
Aloha Tigers,
Adolescents,
the Association,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erykah Badu,
Japan,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed,
Marmalade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Unrelated Segments,
Q and Not U,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.