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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Donny Hathaway to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Dual Sessions,
The Fire Engines,
Soul Sonic Force,
Unwound,
Rekid,
F. McDonald,
JFA,
Lightning Bolt,
Tomorrow,
Tres Demented,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Beau Brummels,
Outsiders,
The Gap Band,
The Five Americans,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siglo XX,
Terry Callier,
Mission of Burma,
The Leaves,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gichy Dan,
The Red Krayola,
Basic Channel,
Joe Smooth,
Main Source,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bronski Beat,
MC5,
The Monks,
World's Most,
Excepter,
Skarface,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arcadia,
Morten Harket,
Laurel Aitken,
In Retrospect,
a-ha,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Wake,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Los Fastidios,
Suburban Knight,
Sexual Harrassment,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Moon,
The Pretty Things,
David Axelrod,
Nas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Maleditus Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Fear,
The Victims,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.