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 Indonesia and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Zapp to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
cv313,
The Index,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
T.S.O.L.,
Henry Cow,
Nick Fraelich,
Mark Hollis,
Fear,
The Blues Magoos,
Bush Tetras,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter and Kerry,
Anakelly,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swell Maps,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The J.B.'s,
Unrelated Segments,
Morten Harket,
The Doobie Brothers,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
The Cowsills,
Isaac Hayes,
Fluxion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Shoche,
Wire,
Lebanon Hanover,
Q and Not U,
Simply Red,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Certain Ratio,
In Retrospect,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aloha Tigers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Goldenarms,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
Minnie Riperton,
Easy Going,
Heaven 17,
Glenn Branca,
X-101,
Marcia Griffiths,
Anthony Braxton,
Byron Stingily,
Roger Hodgson,
Fatback Band,
Sight & Sound,
Bauhaus,
Johnny Clarke,
Amazonics,
Matthew Halsall,
Junior Murvin,
The Trojans,
Reagan Youth,
The Seeds,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.