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 Belgium and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the techno 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Alison Limerick,
Clear Light,
David Bowie,
The Golliwogs,
EPMD,
Freddie Wadling,
The Doors,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Moody Blues,
Sandy B,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Trojans,
Letta Mbulu,
Danielle Patucci,
Donny Hathaway,
Iggy Pop,
Mr. Review,
Icehouse,
Gong,
Eden Ahbez,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Busters,
Flipper,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Index,
Can,
Donald Byrd,
The Vogues,
Thee Headcoats,
Agitation Free,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June Days,
LL Cool J,
Barrington Levy,
Simply Red,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masters at Work,
Lakeside,
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
Carl Craig,
The Slackers,
Depeche Mode,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerri Chandler,
Nico,
Barbara Tucker,
Bad Manners,
David Axelrod,
Prince Buster,
Television,
Slave,
Roger Hodgson,
Albert Ayler,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.