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 Slovenia and from London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses 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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Kenny Larkin,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fortunes,
Cal Tjader,
Flipper,
Charles Mingus,
Sam Rivers,
Roy Ayers,
David Axelrod,
DNA,
Outsiders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Donny Hathaway,
The Smiths,
Godley & Creme,
The Star Department,
Soft Machine,
Bob Dylan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Bananas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
Buzzcocks,
Jandek,
the Fania All-Stars,
Depeche Mode,
Crash Course in Science,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Surgeon,
Model 500,
Moss Icon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eve St. Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Newcleus,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Negative Approach,
Nas,
Marvin Gaye,
The Walker Brothers,
Half Japanese,
Maleditus Sound,
Lungfish,
Thompson Twins,
David McCallum,
Interpol,
Johnny Clarke,
Anakelly,
The Fugs,
Mantronix,
The Sonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bad Manners,
Joyce Sims,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.