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 Turkmenistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Toasters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Bourne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Angels of Light,
Scrapy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Babytalk,
The Real Kids,
Parry Music,
Wings,
Deadbeat,
OOIOO,
James White and The Blacks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Circle Jerks,
Roger Hodgson,
The Moleskins,
Maleditus Sound,
Don Cherry,
Khruangbin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mandrill,
Connie Case,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Robert Görl,
The Blues Magoos,
Junior Murvin,
Archie Shepp,
Arab on Radar,
Aloha Tigers,
Grey Daturas,
The Dirtbombs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Excepter,
Moss Icon,
Half Japanese,
Laurel Aitken,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camouflage,
Rakim,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Coltrane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dave Clark Five,
Clear Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yusef Lateef,
Oblivians,
Ludus,
Marmalade,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Au Pairs,
Tim Buckley,
Rites of Spring,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alphaville,
Public Image Ltd.,
Con Funk Shun,
The Knickerbockers,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.