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 Malawi and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Pole to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Lalann,
R.M.O.,
D'Angelo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Sonics,
Graham Central Station,
Beasts of Bourbon,
10cc,
Young Marble Giants,
Half Japanese,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Coltrane,
Ultravox,
ABBA,
Slave,
Scrapy,
The Dead C,
Derrick Morgan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
World's Most,
The Searchers,
Massinfluence,
Excepter,
Quantec,
Lou Christie,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Isaac Hayes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Supertramp,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Symarip,
June of 44,
the Swans,
Bluetip,
Janne Schatter,
Inner City,
Lower 48,
The Motions,
Infiniti,
Harmonia,
Royal Trux,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joey Negro,
Stetsasonic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Erasure,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lightning Bolt,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Essential Logic,
Wings,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Magma,
Zero Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.