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 St Lucia and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Michelle Simonal to the rap 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Mission of Burma,
Absolute Body Control,
John Coltrane,
Ludus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rod Modell,
Danielle Patucci,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lower 48,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Godley & Creme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fugazi,
Nik Kershaw,
DJ Sneak,
Soft Cell,
The Fortunes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Television,
The Raincoats,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül,
Schoolly D,
Darondo,
Pulsallama,
The Black Dice,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Blackbyrds,
Marine Girls,
The Zeros,
Eli Mardock,
Section 25,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aloha Tigers,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Toasters,
Second Layer,
The Cramps,
The Smiths,
Kas Product,
Chrome,
X-101,
The Doors,
Donald Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
Massinfluence,
OOIOO,
Y Pants,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Urselle,
Pantytec,
Panda Bear,
Deepchord,
Scrapy,
Theoretical Girls,
Goldenarms,
the Slits,
Tommy Roe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.