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 Switzerland and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Wake to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Byron Stingily,
Jerry's Kids,
Aaron Thompson,
Bronski Beat,
China Crisis,
Index,
The Gories,
Neu!,
Main Source,
Jacques Brel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q and Not U,
Underground Resistance,
Sugar Minott,
Eli Mardock,
Soulsonic Force,
Carl Craig,
Dawn Penn,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Index,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scientists,
Hardrive,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Starr,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radio Birdman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lyres,
New Age Steppers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
EPMD,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Görl,
Matthew Halsall,
The Standells,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Talk Talk,
Isaac Hayes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
World's Most,
The Misunderstood,
Inner City,
Cybotron,
La Düsseldorf,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Intrusion,
The Techniques,
Josef K,
Derrick Morgan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pussy Galore,
Eric Copeland,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Niagra,
Maurizio,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gap Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.