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 Tuvalu and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Suburban Knight to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Germs,
Yaz,
The Zeros,
The American Breed,
The Techniques,
Popol Vuh,
Organ,
The Pop Group,
Average White Band,
David Bowie,
The Residents,
The Names,
Deakin,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cheater Slicks,
The Kinks,
Roger Hodgson,
Scientists,
Qualms,
Godley & Creme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echospace,
The Litter,
Mission of Burma,
These Immortal Souls,
John Lydon,
Kenny Larkin,
Panda Bear,
Nas,
The Fuzztones,
Niagra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Parry Music,
X-Ray Spex,
Jandek,
Henry Cow,
Curtis Mayfield,
Intrusion,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warsaw,
The Searchers,
Masters at Work,
Pantytec,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gang Green,
Dorothy Ashby,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barbara Tucker,
Hardrive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Oblivians,
ABC,
La Düsseldorf,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Monks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord,
The Count Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.