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 Uruguay and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Magazine to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Q65,
Visage,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aswad,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pantaleimon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Idris Muhammad,
Chris & Cosey,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Delta 5,
The Neon Judgement,
Traffic Nightmare,
Brass Construction,
Country Teasers,
Monks,
Youth Brigade,
Rites of Spring,
Isaac Hayes,
T.S.O.L.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bronski Beat,
Sex Pistols,
Desert Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
KRS-One,
Y Pants,
The Dead C,
Cecil Taylor,
Tim Buckley,
Jacques Brel,
Bauhaus,
Derrick May,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lakeside,
Tom Boy,
Eddi Front,
Babytalk,
Freddie Wadling,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric Dolphy,
The Smoke,
Sparks,
Neil Young,
The American Breed,
Lower 48,
X-102,
The Gap Band,
Whodini,
Laurel Aitken,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pierre Henry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.