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 Bahamas and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar 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 Hoover to the funk 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Sex Pistols,
The Gladiators,
Spoonie Gee,
Tubeway Army,
The Associates,
Sister Nancy,
Crooked Eye,
F. McDonald,
Michelle Simonal,
Nik Kershaw,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Infiniti,
Vainqueur,
Skaos,
the Human League,
Echospace,
The Standells,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Martian,
Junior Murvin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
MC5,
Jacob Miller,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ponytail,
Minutemen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Womack,
Fad Gadget,
T. Rex,
The Music Machine,
Tom Boy,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
Model 500,
Marine Girls,
Ten City,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mantronix,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Audionom,
Sparks,
Royal Trux,
Lucky Dragons,
Laurel Aitken,
Masters at Work,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joy Division,
Matthew Halsall,
Make Up,
Cameo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.