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 Albania and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ten City to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Popol Vuh,
Junior Murvin,
DJ Sneak,
Cybotron,
Intrusion,
Television Personalities,
Tropical Tobacco,
Magma,
Amon Düül,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
CMW,
Public Enemy,
Main Source,
Robert Wyatt,
PIL,
Joe Finger,
The Fortunes,
Monolake,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Soft Cell,
The Buckinghams,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fluxion,
U.S. Maple,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cal Tjader,
Max Romeo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Black Dice,
Pole,
Erykah Badu,
The Happenings,
Skarface,
cv313,
Pharoah Sanders,
Zero Boys,
Ponytail,
New York Dolls,
Hardrive,
The Kinks,
Alphaville,
Curtis Mayfield,
These Immortal Souls,
Byron Stingily,
Delon & Dalcan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Can,
Michelle Simonal,
The Modern Lovers,
Soulsonic Force,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lindisfarne,
Terry Callier,
Pylon,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.