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 Chad and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 organ 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 Animal Collective to the electroclash 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Flesh Eaters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aswad,
Iggy Pop,
Trumans Water,
Radiohead,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MC5,
Lungfish,
Matthew Halsall,
Kaleidoscope,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Moon,
La Düsseldorf,
Groovy Waters,
The Count Five,
The J.B.'s,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bob Dylan,
the Germs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Banda Bassotti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Davy DMX,
Howard Jones,
Scan 7,
Khruangbin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Urselle,
Dawn Penn,
Monolake,
World's Most,
The Selecter,
The Fortunes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Association,
Carl Craig,
The Sound,
Faust,
Marine Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Nation of Ulysses,
Maleditus Sound,
Liliput,
Bobby Womack,
Aural Exciters,
Bauhaus,
Sound Behaviour,
Judy Mowatt,
Flipper,
Amon Düül II,
Sandy B,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wally Richardson,
Quadrant,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.