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 Sierra Leone and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
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 Tom Verlaine 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 Motions to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Soulsonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Subhumans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mr. Review,
Lalann,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Blackbyrds,
the Association,
Sällskapet,
The Fuzztones,
Bob Dylan,
Scientists,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fad Gadget,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül II,
Smog,
Wire,
Colin Newman,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
the Germs,
Deadbeat,
Wasted Youth,
Rapeman,
Los Fastidios,
Talk Talk,
The Stooges,
Arab on Radar,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Suicide,
Funkadelic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bootsy Collins,
OOIOO,
The Star Department,
John Coltrane,
Sister Nancy,
The Tremeloes,
Henry Cow,
John Cale,
June of 44,
The Standells,
cv313,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
E-Dancer,
Marvin Gaye,
Matthew Halsall,
Drive Like Jehu,
Theoretical Girls,
Joyce Sims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fear,
Janne Schatter,
Von Mondo,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.