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 Zimbabwe and from Lyon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Crime to the grime 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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Green,
Alice Coltrane,
Minutemen,
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Bourne,
One Last Wish,
Sugar Minott,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Anthony Braxton,
The Grass Roots,
the Sonics,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dennis Brown,
Patti Smith,
Monolake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Talk Talk,
Albert Ayler,
Lalann,
Tim Buckley,
Malaria!,
The Selecter,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fire Engines,
Inner City,
Prince Buster,
Tomorrow,
Darondo,
The Motions,
Newcleus,
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
The Fortunes,
Icehouse,
Reuben Wilson,
The Divine Comedy,
Glenn Branca,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minor Threat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Duran Duran,
Massinfluence,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barry Ungar,
Arab on Radar,
Soft Cell,
David McCallum,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Durutti Column,
Tommy Roe,
The Slits,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alphaville,
Lou Reed,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.