Infinitely Losing My Edge

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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 Liechtenstein and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the grime 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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.

All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

The Gories, Heaven 17, Kas Product, Robert Wyatt, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Andrew Hill, The Cure, Connie Case, Terry Callier, Sex Pistols, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Idris Muhammad, Quando Quango, Hasil Adkins, The Sonics, Lalo Schifrin, June Days, Juan Atkins, Eric B and Rakim, Ultramagnetic MC's, Barry Ungar, The Happenings, T.S.O.L., Monolake, Lou Christie, Main Source, The Human League, Liliput, The Litter, Ossler, Eden Ahbez, Negative Approach, Brick, Kevin Saunderson, Jeff Lynne, The Moleskins, John Coltrane, Public Image Ltd., David Bowie, Hoover, Black Flag, Minor Threat, Colin Newman, Eric Dolphy, Quantec, Danielle Patucci, Cybotron, The Doors, Lou Reed & Metallica, Derrick May, UT, Jerry's Kids, Traffic Nightmare, Newcleus, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Lightning Bolt, Steve Hackett, The Mighty Diamonds, Von Mondo, Pharoah Sanders, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.

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.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)