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 Italy and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Section 25 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
the Germs,
A Certain Ratio,
Half Japanese,
KRS-One,
Isaac Hayes,
Joensuu 1685,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jandek,
Livin' Joy,
Model 500,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ludus,
Joe Smooth,
8 Eyed Spy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick May,
Bobby Byrd,
June of 44,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yusef Lateef,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sixth Finger,
Sister Nancy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pagans,
Desert Stars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Sheep,
Lakeside,
Erasure,
Deakin,
Soul II Soul,
The Toasters,
Mandrill,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Shadows of Knight,
Shuggie Otis,
Scrapy,
Procol Harum,
The Moody Blues,
Kerri Chandler,
Ossler,
Delta 5,
Moby Grape,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Ponytail,
Intrusion,
Piero Umiliani,
Carl Craig,
Quadrant,
The Invisible,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.