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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Trojans to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Kas Product,
Hasil Adkins,
Unwound,
Arthur Verocai,
Agent Orange,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Byrd,
Aaron Thompson,
Siglo XX,
Skarface,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alton Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Joensuu 1685,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wings,
Harmonia,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Charles Mingus,
Tres Demented,
Colin Newman,
R.M.O.,
The J.B.'s,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Anakelly,
Rod Modell,
Icehouse,
Laurel Aitken,
David Axelrod,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wolf Eyes,
Trumans Water,
Soulsonic Force,
ABBA,
The Names,
Spandau Ballet,
Lalann,
Fela Kuti,
Pharoah Sanders,
Delta 5,
Rekid,
The Fuzztones,
Inner City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eddi Front,
Main Source,
The Busters,
Stereo Dub,
David Bowie,
Magazine,
Sugar Minott,
Lightning Bolt,
The Doors,
the Association,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.