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 Papua New Guinea and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DNA to the disco 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Trumans Water,
Interpol,
Ultravox,
Andrew Hill,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tres Demented,
Henry Cow,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boz Scaggs,
The Star Department,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Little Man,
Kayak,
Skriet,
Chris & Cosey,
Pierre Henry,
New Age Steppers,
Jeff Mills,
Cybotron,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Delon & Dalcan,
The J.B.'s,
Q and Not U,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Flesh Eaters,
CMW,
Josef K,
Sound Behaviour,
Terry Callier,
Matthew Halsall,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Saints,
Pagans,
Adolescents,
Q65,
Brass Construction,
The Residents,
Camberwell Now,
Lyres,
Gastr Del Sol,
Spoonie Gee,
Kas Product,
Funky Four + One,
Rites of Spring,
La Düsseldorf,
Icehouse,
Warren Ellis,
The Electric Prunes,
kango's stein massive,
Mr. Review,
Minny Pops,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erykah Badu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.