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 Uganda and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Holger Czukay 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 Audionom to the crunk 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Idris Muhammad,
Parry Music,
Minutemen,
Girls At Our Best!,
AZ,
The Star Department,
The Angels of Light,
Funkadelic,
Byron Stingily,
Peter & Gordon,
The Pop Group,
The Seeds,
The Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Absolute Body Control,
Isaac Hayes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Detroit Cobras,
CMW,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Silicon Teens,
The Residents,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grauzone,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fire Engines,
Carl Craig,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Toasters,
Amon Düül,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aswad,
Television,
The Velvet Underground,
Warren Ellis,
Panda Bear,
the Slits,
Moss Icon,
Negative Approach,
The Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Neil Young,
Arthur Verocai,
Desert Stars,
The Vogues,
Blake Baxter,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Monks,
Graham Central Station,
The Offenders,
Alton Ellis,
Gong,
Lakeside,
Donny Hathaway,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.