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 Bulgaria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 The Birthday Party to the grunge 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Lucky Dragons,
Sarah Menescal,
H. Thieme,
Siglo XX,
Steve Hackett,
Section 25,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cheater Slicks,
Outsiders,
The Happenings,
Davy DMX,
Niagra,
Electric Prunes,
Magma,
The Invisible,
MDC,
Malaria!,
The Tremeloes,
Connie Case,
Yusef Lateef,
Quantec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Electric Prunes,
Dual Sessions,
Young Marble Giants,
Freddie Wadling,
Urselle,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Zeros,
The Gap Band,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soft Machine,
Basic Channel,
Sandy B,
Judy Mowatt,
Deakin,
The Associates,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
a-ha,
OOIOO,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tomorrow,
Pere Ubu,
La Düsseldorf,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Birthday Party,
The Black Dice,
Hardrive,
The Walker Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
Sonny Sharrock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABBA,
Das Ding,
Blake Baxter,
Monolake,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.