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 Fiji and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 The Searchers to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
The Saints,
Bobby Womack,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aswad,
LL Cool J,
Echospace,
Mantronix,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Theoretical Girls,
The Slackers,
Girls At Our Best!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minnie Riperton,
Reagan Youth,
Eve St. Jones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scientists,
The Vogues,
Matthew Halsall,
Gichy Dan,
Moss Icon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
A Certain Ratio,
Simply Red,
Black Flag,
John Cale,
Smog,
Mo-Dettes,
Pagans,
The Pretty Things,
Faraquet,
Eddi Front,
The Beau Brummels,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Last Poets,
Fugazi,
Roxette,
Newcleus,
Harry Pussy,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Move,
Brand Nubian,
The Fugs,
Oblivians,
Moebius,
Ponytail,
10cc,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arthur Verocai,
The Durutti Column,
Ice-T,
Rufus Thomas,
Liliput,
Zero Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.