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 Portugal and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Roy Ayers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Dead C,
The New Christs,
Lou Christie,
The Raincoats,
D'Angelo,
Lower 48,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Andrew Hill,
The Human League,
Grandmaster Flash,
Patti Smith,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Hood,
Ice-T,
X-102,
Ronan,
James White and The Blacks,
The Selecter,
Drexciya,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott Heron,
Outsiders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tommy Roe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalo Schifrin,
Hot Snakes,
Monks,
Panda Bear,
Saccharine Trust,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
E-Dancer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smiths,
The Young Rascals,
EPMD,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masters at Work,
Hashim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
Marmalade,
Deepchord,
Black Pus,
The Knickerbockers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tropical Tobacco,
Angry Samoans,
One Last Wish,
Cal Tjader,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ten City,
Ponytail,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.