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 Cuba and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 Kenny Larkin to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brick,
Camouflage,
The Knickerbockers,
Maurizio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Blossom Toes,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Smooth,
The Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Carl Craig,
Slave,
Thee Headcoats,
Juan Atkins,
The Vogues,
Deepchord,
Joensuu 1685,
Althea and Donna,
Harpers Bizarre,
Theoretical Girls,
Popol Vuh,
Bauhaus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Goldenarms,
R.M.O.,
Neil Young,
Lalann,
Shuggie Otis,
Sixth Finger,
Sparks,
Metal Thangz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Glenn Branca,
Pulsallama,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harmonia,
Man Parrish,
Fat Boys,
Bad Manners,
Das Ding,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marc Almond,
the Association,
Oblivians,
Smog,
Quando Quango,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wally Richardson,
Darondo,
Quadrant,
The Mojo Men,
Arcadia,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Warsaw,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.