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 Russia 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 Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blancmange,
Tomorrow,
Dennis Brown,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Slave,
D'Angelo,
Roy Ayers,
Saccharine Trust,
Simply Red,
Black Sheep,
Banda Bassotti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stiv Bators,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minny Pops,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Selecter,
The Techniques,
The Kinks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Intrusion,
Danielle Patucci,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Invisible,
The Five Americans,
In Retrospect,
Johnny Osbourne,
Guru Guru,
Lindisfarne,
The Black Dice,
The Knickerbockers,
Godley & Creme,
The Grass Roots,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dave Gahan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Organ,
Anthony Braxton,
Faust,
Absolute Body Control,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Smooth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Babytalk,
Brass Construction,
Suburban Knight,
Soft Cell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Niagra,
Cal Tjader,
Sun City Girls,
The Monks,
David Axelrod,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Near,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.