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 Pakistan and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Monks,
Patti Smith,
Derrick May,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Junior Murvin,
Henry Cow,
Maurizio,
Grandmaster Flash,
The New Christs,
Gichy Dan,
the Sonics,
Joe Finger,
Swell Maps,
Massinfluence,
Eddi Front,
Mantronix,
Scan 7,
Banda Bassotti,
Lyres,
Iggy Pop,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang Starr,
Parry Music,
Electric Prunes,
Flash Fearless,
Gong,
Cameo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Letta Mbulu,
Skaos,
the Normal,
The Fugs,
Unwound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soulsonic Force,
The Doors,
Barbara Tucker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Morten Harket,
Lakeside,
The Blues Magoos,
Liliput,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Idris Muhammad,
Grey Daturas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Chrome,
Underground Resistance,
Technova,
Gang Gang Dance,
Porter Ricks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pere Ubu,
Blossom Toes,
Schoolly D,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Kinks,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.