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 Iceland and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare 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 Minnie Riperton to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
MDC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Reuben Wilson,
The Buckinghams,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skaos,
UT,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
KRS-One,
Godley & Creme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Sneak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Residents,
Josef K,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
H. Thieme,
Sex Pistols,
Grey Daturas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Detroit Cobras,
Steve Hackett,
The Sound,
the Germs,
Nick Fraelich,
Nation of Ulysses,
Model 500,
Cymande,
Soft Machine,
The Wake,
Delta 5,
Monolake,
The Doors,
Crime,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Human League,
Prince Buster,
Half Japanese,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
The Smoke,
Porter Ricks,
The Skatalites,
OOIOO,
Arthur Verocai,
Swans,
Second Layer,
Skriet,
Lucky Dragons,
Alphaville,
the Bar-Kays,
Stereo Dub,
Public Enemy,
Motorama,
The Fugs,
The New Christs,
The Angels of Light,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.