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 Romania and from Madrid.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Harmonia to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
the Human League,
Severed Heads,
Nirvana,
Jacob Miller,
Ken Boothe,
The Kinks,
MDC,
Second Layer,
Eden Ahbez,
FM Einheit,
Minor Threat,
The Music Machine,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Zero Boys,
Heaven 17,
The Modern Lovers,
Index,
Sex Pistols,
Henry Cow,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gories,
Mars,
Al Stewart,
David Axelrod,
Altered Images,
The Smiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blancmange,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Michelle Simonal,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
New Order,
Alton Ellis,
The Sonics,
Radio Birdman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fela Kuti,
Sarah Menescal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minny Pops,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-Ray Spex,
Wasted Youth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Hood,
Barry Ungar,
Angry Samoans,
The Associates,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T.S.O.L.,
Crooked Eye,
Pierre Henry,
Max Romeo,
the Fania All-Stars,
In Retrospect,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Motions,
Ituana,
David McCallum,
The Raincoats,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.