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 Gabon and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer 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 Sällskapet to the rap 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Byron Stingily,
Morten Harket,
The Gladiators,
Thee Headcoats,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pulsallama,
Blossom Toes,
Smog,
Neil Young,
Unwound,
June of 44,
John Lydon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fat Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Sherman,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
Colin Newman,
Bob Dylan,
Yazoo,
Kas Product,
Soul II Soul,
Rosa Yemen,
Absolute Body Control,
LL Cool J,
This Heat,
Dark Day,
Trumans Water,
Circle Jerks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Guru Guru,
Gabor Szabo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Infiniti,
Todd Rundgren,
Warren Ellis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arcadia,
Brand Nubian,
Joe Finger,
Main Source,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tim Buckley,
The Mummies,
Fluxion,
The New Christs,
Nico,
Nik Kershaw,
Parry Music,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.