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 Burkina and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Cheater Slicks,
Moebius,
Curtis Mayfield,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Smiths,
Quantec,
MDC,
Gil Scott Heron,
FM Einheit,
The Associates,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
Smog,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
EPMD,
The Birthday Party,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Duran Duran,
Brothers Johnson,
Siglo XX,
Quando Quango,
Fear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Goldenarms,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tres Demented,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DNA,
Nirvana,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Reuben Wilson,
La Düsseldorf,
The Black Dice,
Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
Pere Ubu,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sonics,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Human League,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rotary Connection,
the Swans,
Ituana,
Lungfish,
The Move,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glambeats Corp.,
U.S. Maple,
Unwound,
The Cowsills,
Rosa Yemen,
Fad Gadget,
48th St. Collective,
Drexciya,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
Graham Central Station,
The Detroit Cobras,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.