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 Colombia and from Halifax.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Robert Palmer 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 Hoover to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Amon Düül II,
Adolescents,
The Doors,
Warsaw,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Victims,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nils Olav,
Rotary Connection,
New York Dolls,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Electric Prunes,
Fela Kuti,
The J.B.'s,
Ludus,
Nas,
Essential Logic,
Animal Collective,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dark Day,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Names,
The Litter,
Circle Jerks,
Darondo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
The Evens,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skriet,
Kaleidoscope,
FM Einheit,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cowsills,
Jandek,
JFA,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Techniques,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Urselle,
Bluetip,
Bad Manners,
Roger Hodgson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Absolute Body Control,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brick,
Model 500,
Subhumans,
Moss Icon,
Ornette Coleman,
Zapp,
Letta Mbulu,
Marmalade,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.