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 Bolivia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Lucky Dragons to the funk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
a-ha,
The Last Poets,
Newcleus,
The Fall,
Neil Young,
DJ Style,
The Music Machine,
Joey Negro,
Danielle Patucci,
Ohio Players,
UT,
F. McDonald,
Aaron Thompson,
the Association,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Star Department,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Underground Resistance,
The Kinks,
John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
Idris Muhammad,
Das Ding,
Mark Hollis,
Metal Thangz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Prince Buster,
X-101,
The Stooges,
Soul Sonic Force,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Circle Jerks,
Jandek,
The Moleskins,
Fad Gadget,
Essential Logic,
Intrusion,
Janne Schatter,
John Foxx,
Jacob Miller,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fat Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jeff Mills,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moebius,
Derrick Morgan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Todd Rundgren,
Buzzcocks,
Matthew Halsall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Leaves,
Eden Ahbez,
Fatback Band,
The Selecter,
Robert Görl,
The Seeds,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.