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 Georgia 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
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 clarinet 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 Blancmange to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
MDC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fire Engines,
Deakin,
The Motions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yellowson,
Harry Pussy,
John Cale,
Bauhaus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Jacob Miller,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sound,
Urselle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bush Tetras,
The Golliwogs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Associates,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gichy Dan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Henry Cow,
Cymande,
Gang of Four,
KRS-One,
Altered Images,
This Heat,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Modern Lovers,
Flash Fearless,
Crime,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roxy Music,
Chrome,
Mad Mike,
Skarface,
Scott Walker,
London Community Gospel Choir,
D'Angelo,
Grey Daturas,
Dual Sessions,
Todd Rundgren,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter and Kerry,
Ten City,
Rekid,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.