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 Vanuatu and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Johnny Osbourne to the funk 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Magma,
Hasil Adkins,
Metal Thangz,
Outsiders,
Zapp,
Sandy B,
Bronski Beat,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
One Last Wish,
Eddi Front,
The Dirtbombs,
The Dead C,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Byrd,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Style,
Althea and Donna,
Adolescents,
Black Flag,
Los Fastidios,
Rosa Yemen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
Japan,
Chris & Cosey,
Wasted Youth,
The Toasters,
Ultravox,
Delta 5,
Blancmange,
The Associates,
John Lydon,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun Ra,
LL Cool J,
Marshall Jefferson,
DJ Sneak,
The Techniques,
The Cure,
Dual Sessions,
Infiniti,
Barry Ungar,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Moleskins,
The Durutti Column,
Crash Course in Science,
Donny Hathaway,
the Germs,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.