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 Zambia 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the rock 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Slave,
Jerry's Kids,
Y Pants,
the Human League,
June Days,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Howard Jones,
Sun Ra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Residents,
The Techniques,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funkadelic,
Sarah Menescal,
Lungfish,
The Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Faust,
The Kinks,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Invisible,
In Retrospect,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nils Olav,
Visage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
One Last Wish,
The Skatalites,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flipper,
Underground Resistance,
Bush Tetras,
Zapp,
Ice-T,
Jacob Miller,
Don Cherry,
Brand Nubian,
The Offenders,
JFA,
Toni Rubio,
FM Einheit,
Bang On A Can,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
The Durutti Column,
Isaac Hayes,
Parry Music,
Icehouse,
K-Klass,
Glambeats Corp.,
Juan Atkins,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.