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 Benin and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Babytalk to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Q and Not U,
Eve St. Jones,
Ohio Players,
Cameo,
Aswad,
Aloha Tigers,
Visage,
Siglo XX,
The New Christs,
The Gap Band,
Whodini,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
One Last Wish,
Slick Rick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Echospace,
John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Tres Demented,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
F. McDonald,
The Human League,
Brick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Andrew Hill,
The Smiths,
Television Personalities,
The Stooges,
The Birthday Party,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Monks,
Vladislav Delay,
Bob Dylan,
Hashim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Funky Four + One,
The Dead C,
Derrick Morgan,
Dawn Penn,
Skarface,
June of 44,
Amon Düül II,
Colin Newman,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Techniques,
Alison Limerick,
David McCallum,
OOIOO,
Pantytec,
Stetsasonic,
Gang Starr,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mission of Burma,
Gabor Szabo,
Con Funk Shun,
Terrestrial Tones,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.