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 Samoa and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
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 synthesizer 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 Don Cherry to the punk 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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Dual Sessions,
Section 25,
Khruangbin,
Symarip,
Smog,
The Kinks,
Icehouse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nirvana,
Pagans,
The Cramps,
Deepchord,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funky Four + One,
The Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra,
Soulsonic Force,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Matthew Bourne,
The Tremeloes,
Hasil Adkins,
Dave Gahan,
The Electric Prunes,
the Swans,
The Saints,
Nik Kershaw,
The Grass Roots,
David Axelrod,
The J.B.'s,
Fluxion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ten City,
Monolake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The United States of America,
Shoche,
Tommy Roe,
the Sonics,
Gichy Dan,
Faraquet,
10cc,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Starr,
DJ Sneak,
Ossler,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New Age Steppers,
Black Moon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bizarre Inc.,
Country Teasers,
JFA,
Charles Mingus,
Main Source,
Monks,
China Crisis,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.