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 India and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Zapp to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Grauzone,
Suburban Knight,
The Searchers,
The Dirtbombs,
Neu!,
Blossom Toes,
The Motions,
D'Angelo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pantytec,
Easy Going,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wally Richardson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlback,
B.T. Express,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Anakelly,
Schoolly D,
Archie Shepp,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Adolescents,
Ultimate Spinach,
Q and Not U,
Scott Walker,
Babytalk,
David Axelrod,
PIL,
The Monochrome Set,
Rapeman,
Fat Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Organ,
Eric Dolphy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Morten Harket,
Black Sheep,
Cymande,
Nik Kershaw,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gerry Rafferty,
Groovy Waters,
Rosa Yemen,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
E-Dancer,
June Days,
Nils Olav,
Tom Boy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Model 500,
Hoover,
Depeche Mode,
Carl Craig,
The Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
Lakeside,
Albert Ayler,
Crash Course in Science,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.