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 Canada and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Gang Green to the dance 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Subhumans,
World's Most,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül II,
Hasil Adkins,
Q and Not U,
Barbara Tucker,
The Electric Prunes,
Lungfish,
Junior Murvin,
Gang Green,
Colin Newman,
Cymande,
Janne Schatter,
Average White Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
Rotary Connection,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warsaw,
Silicon Teens,
Johnny Clarke,
Alton Ellis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Quadrant,
T.S.O.L.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minor Threat,
Oblivians,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
The Flesh Eaters,
Panda Bear,
Arthur Verocai,
Avey Tare,
Curtis Mayfield,
Main Source,
Bobby Sherman,
The Beau Brummels,
Anakelly,
Agent Orange,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Moody Blues,
Deakin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eli Mardock,
The Victims,
Livin' Joy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Essential Logic,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Duran Duran,
Black Moon,
Black Sheep,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.