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 Mali and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 David Bowie to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Goldenarms,
Harpers Bizarre,
Simply Red,
Nas,
the Germs,
T. Rex,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash,
ABBA,
Pulsallama,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gap Band,
The Knickerbockers,
The Remains,
Derrick May,
Joe Smooth,
Blake Baxter,
Patti Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Invisible,
Heaven 17,
Lalann,
The Fugs,
a-ha,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visage,
Vainqueur,
Jeff Mills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Negative Approach,
The Human League,
Flash Fearless,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Circle Jerks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Audionom,
MDC,
Bauhaus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rufus Thomas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Porter Ricks,
Nico,
the Soft Cell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Sherman,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.