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 Kyrgyzstan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jeff Lynne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Y Pants,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Halsall,
Sällskapet,
Carl Craig,
Roy Ayers,
Infiniti,
The Move,
Suburban Knight,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kool Moe Dee,
Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
Camberwell Now,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
AZ,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gastr Del Sol,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Buckinghams,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Starr,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Faraquet,
Anthony Braxton,
Robert Görl,
Idris Muhammad,
Arcadia,
Fatback Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-102,
Pylon,
Joy Division,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Victims,
The J.B.'s,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delta 5,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Simply Red,
Lakeside,
Rapeman,
Maurizio,
Matthew Bourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
Joe Smooth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.