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 Korea South and from London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quando Quango to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rites of Spring,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cameo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers,
Eddi Front,
Sex Pistols,
The United States of America,
Donny Hathaway,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tim Buckley,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mandrill,
Kas Product,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Trojans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marmalade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Swans,
Joe Finger,
Schoolly D,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sight & Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Chris & Cosey,
The Motions,
Hot Snakes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Colin Newman,
David Bowie,
Ken Boothe,
Bootsy Collins,
The Dirtbombs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lightning Bolt,
Mr. Review,
Eli Mardock,
Stiv Bators,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minny Pops,
The Mojo Men,
The Invisible,
Flash Fearless,
Sonny Sharrock,
PIL,
The Birthday Party,
Ituana,
The Move,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gladiators,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stereo Dub,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.