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 Zambia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Lou Reed to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Black Moon,
The Gladiators,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Toni Rubio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Searchers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tears for Fears,
Jacob Miller,
The Cowsills,
Todd Rundgren,
Make Up,
Tomorrow,
Rapeman,
Fluxion,
Zero Boys,
Lungfish,
Glenn Branca,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lightning Bolt,
MDC,
U.S. Maple,
Skaos,
Juan Atkins,
Grey Daturas,
Gong,
Surgeon,
Chrome,
Michelle Simonal,
Sight & Sound,
Avey Tare,
Gang Starr,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
Quando Quango,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hardrive,
June Days,
The Beau Brummels,
Howard Jones,
Minutemen,
Fat Boys,
The Barracudas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pylon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Kurtis Blow,
Rufus Thomas,
Iggy Pop,
Nas,
Robert Hood,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.