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 Mali 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes 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 Essential Logic to the dance 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
The Saints,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick May,
The Birthday Party,
Kurtis Blow,
Grauzone,
Talk Talk,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Smooth,
Infiniti,
CMW,
Dark Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skarface,
The Mummies,
Surgeon,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hot Snakes,
Deepchord,
Groovy Waters,
10cc,
The Fuzztones,
K-Klass,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tommy Roe,
Brand Nubian,
Freddie Wadling,
Andrew Hill,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter and Kerry,
Matthew Halsall,
Donny Hathaway,
Sister Nancy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Seeds,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Lydon,
Angry Samoans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mojo Men,
Deakin,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Easy Going,
The Gun Club,
Robert Wyatt,
the Normal,
DJ Sneak,
The Standells,
The Dirtbombs,
These Immortal Souls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Remains,
Bobby Womack,
Sex Pistols,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.