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 Estonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 the Association to the rap 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
kango's stein massive,
Sonic Youth,
Dave Gahan,
Deadbeat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pulsallama,
Motorama,
F. McDonald,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Al Stewart,
June Days,
Soft Machine,
Amon Düül II,
Roy Ayers,
Mission of Burma,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reuben Wilson,
Wally Richardson,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Silicon Teens,
Faraquet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mantronix,
Radiohead,
MDC,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moss Icon,
Eric Dolphy,
Brick,
Marmalade,
Albert Ayler,
Matthew Halsall,
Dawn Penn,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Junior Murvin,
Liliput,
Stiv Bators,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boogie Down Productions,
June of 44,
Avey Tare,
Television Personalities,
Glenn Branca,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Victims,
Surgeon,
The Slackers,
Erykah Badu,
Joyce Sims,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hot Snakes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joy Division,
Minny Pops,
ABC,
The Trojans,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.