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 Germany and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Peter & Gordon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Ultra Naté,
Simply Red,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grauzone,
Aswad,
La Düsseldorf,
T.S.O.L.,
Scott Walker,
The Offenders,
Sound Behaviour,
10cc,
Mark Hollis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
Lakeside,
Severed Heads,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spandau Ballet,
the Sonics,
ABBA,
Quando Quango,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blossom Toes,
Tres Demented,
Sarah Menescal,
The Black Dice,
Vladislav Delay,
PIL,
Section 25,
Infiniti,
Archie Shepp,
Zero Boys,
Flipper,
Guru Guru,
Black Bananas,
Danielle Patucci,
Letta Mbulu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fluxion,
James White and The Blacks,
Desert Stars,
Scrapy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Motorama,
K-Klass,
Pantytec,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fad Gadget,
New Age Steppers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fuzztones,
Roy Ayers,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.