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 Dominica and from Philadelphia.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Infiniti to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Guru Guru,
Loose Ends,
Dennis Brown,
Visage,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Monks,
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
New Age Steppers,
Al Stewart,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fuzztones,
Can,
Television,
Lalo Schifrin,
Freddie Wadling,
Iggy Pop,
Mo-Dettes,
Kaleidoscope,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Buckinghams,
The Techniques,
Kas Product,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skaos,
Radiohead,
Gong,
Josef K,
Boredoms,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
LL Cool J,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Organ,
Jacob Miller,
Section 25,
Gerry Rafferty,
Porter Ricks,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Junior Murvin,
Black Pus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fugazi,
The Zeros,
Morten Harket,
Rakim,
The Gun Club,
Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker,
Pantaleimon,
The Gories,
Barbara Tucker,
The Move,
This Heat,
PIL,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.