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 Lithuania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Birthday Party to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Nico,
ABBA,
Idris Muhammad,
Oblivians,
The Standells,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dark Day,
Eden Ahbez,
Warren Ellis,
the Slits,
Yaz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang Gang Dance,
Skarface,
One Last Wish,
Minnie Riperton,
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stetsasonic,
Heaven 17,
Lungfish,
PIL,
Godley & Creme,
Cecil Taylor,
The Shadows of Knight,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott Heron,
Arthur Verocai,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Angels of Light,
Interpol,
Main Source,
Roxy Music,
The Techniques,
Unwound,
The Walker Brothers,
Guru Guru,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cowsills,
DNA,
Ludus,
The Blues Magoos,
Crooked Eye,
Zapp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Newcleus,
Black Moon,
New Order,
Jacob Miller,
Brothers Johnson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul Sonic Force,
Swell Maps,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Pop Group,
Bizarre Inc.,
Drexciya,
Circle Jerks,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.