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 Belize and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar 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 Barclay James Harvest to the jazz 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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Jacob Miller,
Tim Buckley,
Soulsonic Force,
Infiniti,
John Holt,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Hill,
Fela Kuti,
The Stooges,
The Blackbyrds,
Carl Craig,
Johnny Clarke,
Heaven 17,
Section 25,
Pagans,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Wyatt,
Faraquet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sällskapet,
The Leaves,
Ten City,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sonics,
Babytalk,
The Mojo Men,
Kurtis Blow,
Zero Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
The Star Department,
These Immortal Souls,
Blake Baxter,
Au Pairs,
Bootsy Collins,
Q and Not U,
The Velvet Underground,
a-ha,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Excepter,
Reuben Wilson,
Joensuu 1685,
T.S.O.L.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sparks,
One Last Wish,
Brass Construction,
Average White Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aaron Thompson,
Donald Byrd,
Patti Smith,
Roger Hodgson,
Jandek,
Cluster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wings,
Funkadelic,
Rites of Spring,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.