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 Zimbabwe and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Radiohead,
Pulsallama,
The Zeros,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Echospace,
Index,
Moebius,
Boz Scaggs,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Associates,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oneida,
The Dirtbombs,
The Velvet Underground,
Sexual Harrassment,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Schoolly D,
Unrelated Segments,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scion,
Nick Fraelich,
the Soft Cell,
Gang of Four,
Underground Resistance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Simply Red,
Massinfluence,
Siglo XX,
Angry Samoans,
Animal Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eric Dolphy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
KRS-One,
Iggy Pop,
Television,
Colin Newman,
Peter and Kerry,
The Busters,
Al Stewart,
Ituana,
Jeru the Damaja,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Excepter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.