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 Nicaragua and from Columbus.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Be Bop Deluxe to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eli Mardock,
Fatback Band,
F. McDonald,
Charles Mingus,
Don Cherry,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Invisible,
cv313,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
The Knickerbockers,
Fear,
Pulsallama,
Sight & Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hoover,
Das Ding,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
Sex Pistols,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Angels of Light,
Sound Behaviour,
Colin Newman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cybotron,
Youth Brigade,
Visage,
Man Parrish,
The Victims,
The Neon Judgement,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rapeman,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
Dark Day,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crispy Ambulance,
Spoonie Gee,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Wake,
Yaz,
Swell Maps,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fugs,
Rufus Thomas,
Slick Rick,
The Index,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobby Byrd,
Lyres,
Chrome,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.