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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Subhumans to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Funky Four + One,
Marcia Griffiths,
Blake Baxter,
Porter Ricks,
Accadde A,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxy Music,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Smoke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Boredoms,
48th St. Collective,
Heaven 17,
the Swans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Niagra,
Public Enemy,
Vladislav Delay,
Ten City,
Arthur Verocai,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nas,
Supertramp,
Bluetip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Remains,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fugazi,
Alison Limerick,
Visage,
Colin Newman,
Mission of Burma,
Quando Quango,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dead C,
Bush Tetras,
Aloha Tigers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeru the Damaja,
Stetsasonic,
Can,
New Order,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
Pussy Galore,
Alphaville,
The Zeros,
Brick,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
Talk Talk,
Main Source,
Magma,
Flash Fearless,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.