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 Brazil and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eric Dolphy 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Parry Music,
Procol Harum,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scion,
Chrome,
The Litter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The United States of America,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Last Poets,
Bill Near,
Deadbeat,
The Raincoats,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Happenings,
U.S. Maple,
Blossom Toes,
Maurizio,
The Cowsills,
Sällskapet,
Robert Görl,
Section 25,
Lindisfarne,
The Searchers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Lydon,
The Black Dice,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Neon Judgement,
Von Mondo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Q and Not U,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Fatback Band,
Loose Ends,
Infiniti,
Rosa Yemen,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Drexciya,
Depeche Mode,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brand Nubian,
Sight & Sound,
DJ Style,
Tres Demented,
T. Rex,
Scientists,
The Velvet Underground,
Nas,
cv313,
Kool Moe Dee,
Idris Muhammad,
Wasted Youth,
Jeff Lynne,
Hardrive,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.