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 China and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Smog 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Magma,
Tres Demented,
The Young Rascals,
Clear Light,
June Days,
Neil Young,
Rotary Connection,
David Axelrod,
the Human League,
E-Dancer,
John Cale,
Newcleus,
Jacques Brel,
Rosa Yemen,
Supertramp,
Mantronix,
Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eden Ahbez,
The Associates,
Ponytail,
Kas Product,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boogie Down Productions,
Man Parrish,
Young Marble Giants,
Donald Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
Ronan,
Pere Ubu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alphaville,
The Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bush Tetras,
Althea and Donna,
Ornette Coleman,
The Leaves,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Moon,
the Swans,
David McCallum,
Bad Manners,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Invisible,
D'Angelo,
Prince Buster,
Anthony Braxton,
Whodini,
The Offenders,
Rod Modell,
Colin Newman,
Babytalk,
The Saints,
The Happenings,
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.