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 Austria and from Accra.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Sonics to the disco 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Sam Rivers,
The Music Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Motions,
The Selecter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roger Hodgson,
Organ,
John Lydon,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Smooth,
Crooked Eye,
Q65,
Kerri Chandler,
Bobby Womack,
Janne Schatter,
Tommy Roe,
Tomorrow,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Invisible,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roxy Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quadrant,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DJ Sneak,
Donny Hathaway,
Wings,
Danielle Patucci,
Pantytec,
The Kinks,
Eric Dolphy,
Joensuu 1685,
Massinfluence,
The Fuzztones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Velvet Underground,
Underground Resistance,
Black Pus,
Lakeside,
Desert Stars,
Thompson Twins,
Intrusion,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gun Club,
The Knickerbockers,
Spoonie Gee,
the Human League,
Young Marble Giants,
The Blackbyrds,
Scientists,
Stereo Dub,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Rundgren,
Rotary Connection,
JFA,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.