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 Belgium and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Radiohead to the rock 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
Cymande,
Sun City Girls,
Swell Maps,
Loose Ends,
Vainqueur,
One Last Wish,
Television Personalities,
Ludus,
Yusef Lateef,
Khruangbin,
the Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Marshall Jefferson,
ABBA,
The Neon Judgement,
Todd Terry,
The J.B.'s,
The New Christs,
The American Breed,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dark Day,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Albert Ayler,
Brand Nubian,
Delon & Dalcan,
David Axelrod,
Oneida,
Juan Atkins,
The Trojans,
Susan Cadogan,
Duran Duran,
Peter & Gordon,
Simply Red,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maurizio,
Godley & Creme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mo-Dettes,
The Velvet Underground,
The Detroit Cobras,
Theoretical Girls,
Drexciya,
Deakin,
Thompson Twins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sarah Menescal,
Liliput,
Ohio Players,
Suburban Knight,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zero Boys,
T. Rex,
Tim Buckley,
Yaz,
The Motions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.