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 South Africa and from Shanghai.
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 Bologna and Manila.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Sparks to the electroclash 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Mission of Burma,
James White and The Blacks,
The Black Dice,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultra Naté,
Buzzcocks,
Michelle Simonal,
Pierre Henry,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deepchord,
Morten Harket,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David Bowie,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Schoolly D,
The Cramps,
Black Pus,
D'Angelo,
Adolescents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bad Manners,
The Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Porter Ricks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
T.S.O.L.,
Half Japanese,
Glambeats Corp.,
Prince Buster,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
48th St. Collective,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Wake,
Make Up,
Bill Wells,
The Leaves,
Scan 7,
F. McDonald,
Lightning Bolt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Style,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Moleskins,
Q65,
Groovy Waters,
Tomorrow,
The Gories,
Piero Umiliani,
The Invisible,
Camberwell Now,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soft Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sandy B,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.