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 Kiribati and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Kas Product to the disco 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Sixth Finger,
Echospace,
Wire,
Marmalade,
Ronan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Arab on Radar,
The Vogues,
Bobby Womack,
E-Dancer,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Can,
The Velvet Underground,
Bill Near,
The Birthday Party,
Unrelated Segments,
Y Pants,
Nas,
Joey Negro,
the Association,
LL Cool J,
Monolake,
Cybotron,
The Last Poets,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cramps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Goldenarms,
Michelle Simonal,
Rotary Connection,
Toni Rubio,
The Litter,
Gabor Szabo,
Joy Division,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
The Fire Engines,
Brass Construction,
Dawn Penn,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lalo Schifrin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Al Stewart,
Trumans Water,
Tres Demented,
Schoolly D,
Silicon Teens,
The Real Kids,
Jawbox,
cv313,
Flipper,
Flash Fearless,
Little Man,
X-101,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.