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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dual Sessions 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Joe Finger,
10cc,
Tommy Roe,
Moby Grape,
Maurizio,
KRS-One,
Barrington Levy,
E-Dancer,
F. McDonald,
Con Funk Shun,
Archie Shepp,
The Last Poets,
Nas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fat Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
JFA,
Parry Music,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rites of Spring,
Livin' Joy,
Connie Case,
Essential Logic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Half Japanese,
The Fuzztones,
Gong,
the Association,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monks,
Monolake,
Flash Fearless,
Surgeon,
Minutemen,
Aaron Thompson,
Godley & Creme,
Pagans,
Q and Not U,
Bootsy Collins,
the Germs,
Mandrill,
Lower 48,
Danielle Patucci,
Drexciya,
Joe Smooth,
Soulsonic Force,
The Knickerbockers,
Underground Resistance,
Jacques Brel,
Todd Rundgren,
Ponytail,
Symarip,
Popol Vuh,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.