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 Dominica and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Flamin' Groovies to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Ludus,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
Wasted Youth,
Mandrill,
Grandmaster Flash,
Livin' Joy,
Flipper,
Rotary Connection,
Matthew Halsall,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Raincoats,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-102,
Robert Hood,
the Bar-Kays,
Half Japanese,
Dave Gahan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ohio Players,
The Busters,
a-ha,
The Wake,
DJ Style,
Scan 7,
Interpol,
The Toasters,
Rekid,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Arthur Verocai,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Bananas,
Slave,
Joy Division,
Josef K,
Lou Reed,
John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
Byron Stingily,
Easy Going,
Roxette,
Electric Prunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Parry Music,
Hasil Adkins,
The Neon Judgement,
Minnie Riperton,
The Motions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Invisible,
Lungfish,
Ice-T,
Panda Bear,
Pulsallama,
Section 25,
The Slits,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.