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 China and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grime 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Cluster,
Liliput,
Oneida,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nik Kershaw,
Cal Tjader,
Big Daddy Kane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Pop Group,
Junior Murvin,
Clear Light,
CMW,
The Gap Band,
World's Most,
Talk Talk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sun Ra,
Unwound,
Subhumans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Blackbyrds,
Zapp,
Ronan,
The Fall,
The Residents,
Intrusion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Byron Stingily,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonic Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
L. Decosne,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
Moebius,
June of 44,
Underground Resistance,
Kayak,
Matthew Halsall,
Ken Boothe,
Traffic Nightmare,
LL Cool J,
The Grass Roots,
Carl Craig,
Erasure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Graham Central Station,
Jacob Miller,
Janne Schatter,
The Smiths,
The Saints,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.