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 Greece and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron 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 The Electric Prunes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
The Skatalites,
Morten Harket,
Jerry's Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hasil Adkins,
Anakelly,
The Selecter,
These Immortal Souls,
Yusef Lateef,
The Tremeloes,
Icehouse,
Tomorrow,
James White and The Blacks,
the Soft Cell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Second Layer,
The Busters,
The Blues Magoos,
Niagra,
Simply Red,
Yaz,
June Days,
Soul Sonic Force,
Laurel Aitken,
Agitation Free,
Liliput,
Mission of Burma,
Letta Mbulu,
Eden Ahbez,
The Saints,
Country Teasers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marcia Griffiths,
Symarip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Massinfluence,
Sister Nancy,
The Knickerbockers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pierre Henry,
Marc Almond,
Slick Rick,
Tears for Fears,
The Move,
Eli Mardock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Animal Collective,
The Dirtbombs,
Flipper,
Roxette,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Standells,
Funky Four + One,
The Birthday Party,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.