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 Monaco and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Warren Ellis to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Guru Guru,
Tommy Roe,
Minutemen,
Technova,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Cale,
The Seeds,
Clear Light,
Connie Case,
Silicon Teens,
Black Flag,
The Last Poets,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Charles Mingus,
Flipper,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nas,
Electric Prunes,
Aswad,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
The Invisible,
Aloha Tigers,
The Searchers,
Neu!,
E-Dancer,
Flash Fearless,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nik Kershaw,
F. McDonald,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ronnie Foster,
Thee Headcoats,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crooked Eye,
Dennis Brown,
The Monochrome Set,
Supertramp,
Au Pairs,
Moebius,
Funkadelic,
Fatback Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Buzzcocks,
Saccharine Trust,
Jerry's Kids,
The Vogues,
Brand Nubian,
Black Sheep,
The Raincoats,
Wasted Youth,
Camberwell Now,
Johnny Clarke,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Toni Rubio,
UT,
Joey Negro,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.