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 Brazil and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kayak to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Popol Vuh,
Supertramp,
Electric Prunes,
The Happenings,
Kayak,
Thee Headcoats,
Country Teasers,
Ornette Coleman,
Cameo,
Model 500,
Eddi Front,
The Young Rascals,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ultimate Spinach,
Shoche,
Agitation Free,
Marc Almond,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Germs,
Dawn Penn,
Clear Light,
Pierre Henry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
Duran Duran,
Pussy Galore,
Letta Mbulu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Trojans,
Make Up,
Todd Terry,
The Buckinghams,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
LL Cool J,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scratch Acid,
Harpers Bizarre,
Henry Cow,
Sexual Harrassment,
The New Christs,
Minny Pops,
Zero Boys,
Bill Near,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Groovy Waters,
The Beau Brummels,
Flash Fearless,
Q and Not U,
Procol Harum,
Black Flag,
The Real Kids,
Todd Rundgren,
Connie Case,
Al Stewart,
John Cale,
JFA,
Rosa Yemen,
Suburban Knight,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.