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 Eritrea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 Inner City 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television Personalities,
The Remains,
Blossom Toes,
The Evens,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wings,
Basic Channel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Steve Hackett,
Bush Tetras,
Bronski Beat,
Grey Daturas,
Altered Images,
Von Mondo,
Massinfluence,
Pet Shop Boys,
Junior Murvin,
Fat Boys,
Scion,
Roxette,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Wyatt,
The Associates,
Wire,
Blake Baxter,
Amazonics,
The Star Department,
Underground Resistance,
K-Klass,
Jandek,
The Real Kids,
Don Cherry,
Neu!,
Radio Birdman,
Max Romeo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Slick Rick,
Ponytail,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Sonics,
Wasted Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alton Ellis,
the Germs,
Kayak,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Divine Comedy,
Fear,
UT,
Television,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.