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 Cambodia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kerrie Biddell to the grime 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Dennis Brown,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Soft Cell,
Desert Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
One Last Wish,
Young Marble Giants,
Q65,
Gang Green,
OOIOO,
Qualms,
Mad Mike,
Blancmange,
Dawn Penn,
Harmonia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Bowie,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
T. Rex,
New York Dolls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kayak,
Slick Rick,
La Düsseldorf,
Oneida,
T.S.O.L.,
Motorama,
Neu!,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Thompson Twins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pole,
Blossom Toes,
Deepchord,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eric Dolphy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smoke,
This Heat,
Groovy Waters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nico,
Grauzone,
Technova,
Sam Rivers,
The Invisible,
Fela Kuti,
Juan Atkins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Throbbing Gristle,
Robert Görl,
Nas,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mandrill,
John Coltrane,
Spandau Ballet,
Al Stewart,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.