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 Maldives and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
the Human League,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sällskapet,
Simply Red,
Jeff Lynne,
Altered Images,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Franke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Isaac Hayes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Pus,
Radiohead,
Scion,
Laurel Aitken,
Sun Ra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Count Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Silicon Teens,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Clear Light,
The Gap Band,
World's Most,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Bananas,
The Evens,
Nik Kershaw,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Japan,
Cluster,
Ossler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eric Dolphy,
The Remains,
Judy Mowatt,
Barbara Tucker,
Skarface,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Velvet Underground,
Scan 7,
Procol Harum,
Saccharine Trust,
Moss Icon,
Rotary Connection,
Crime,
Hashim,
Lightning Bolt,
Chrome,
Donny Hathaway,
Colin Newman,
Suburban Knight,
Deadbeat,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.