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 Antigua and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 rhodes 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the funk 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
Make Up,
Bauhaus,
Morten Harket,
Toni Rubio,
The Blackbyrds,
Nils Olav,
June of 44,
Amon Düül II,
Anakelly,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
The Red Krayola,
Soul II Soul,
Country Teasers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
48th St. Collective,
Terry Callier,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pulsallama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
These Immortal Souls,
Ten City,
The Slackers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gap Band,
Rekid,
the Normal,
Brick,
Bill Near,
Stetsasonic,
The Fire Engines,
The United States of America,
Prince Buster,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Dave Clark Five,
Funky Four + One,
The Smoke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sällskapet,
Piero Umiliani,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
Moebius,
Gong,
H. Thieme,
Ronnie Foster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Trojans,
The Move,
Animal Collective,
New Age Steppers,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.