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 Vietnam and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes 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 Shuggie Otis to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Skaos,
The Last Poets,
10cc,
The Red Krayola,
Marmalade,
Brass Construction,
Tres Demented,
The Barracudas,
Talk Talk,
Robert Görl,
Jawbox,
Massinfluence,
The Gap Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Patti Smith,
Donald Byrd,
Delta 5,
James White and The Blacks,
Nas,
Rakim,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sound,
The Invisible,
Gabor Szabo,
Whodini,
Yaz,
Junior Murvin,
Kayak,
Sight & Sound,
Terry Callier,
Alison Limerick,
Lungfish,
The Slackers,
Bush Tetras,
Symarip,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Animal Collective,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Copeland,
Cybotron,
Shoche,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Divine Comedy,
Swell Maps,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul II Soul,
Public Image Ltd.,
Al Stewart,
The Pretty Things,
The Birthday Party,
Zero Boys,
Royal Trux,
Kerri Chandler,
Anakelly,
ABBA,
T. Rex,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.