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 France 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Amon Düül II to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Aswad,
The American Breed,
The Stooges,
8 Eyed Spy,
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gerry Rafferty,
World's Most,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Quando Quango,
the Human League,
Scott Walker,
The Smiths,
Tommy Roe,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Residents,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fuzztones,
China Crisis,
Swell Maps,
The Wake,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
Alison Limerick,
Moby Grape,
Byron Stingily,
Monolake,
The Misunderstood,
Harry Pussy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Human League,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boz Scaggs,
Underground Resistance,
Roger Hodgson,
Can,
The Blues Magoos,
JFA,
The Martian,
Bob Dylan,
The Monks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agent Orange,
Mary Jane Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Arthur Verocai,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-102,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
H. Thieme,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.