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 Montenegro and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Don Cherry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lyres,
John Coltrane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television Personalities,
CMW,
Scientists,
Sun City Girls,
Bronski Beat,
Ronnie Foster,
H. Thieme,
Little Man,
Bush Tetras,
Freddie Wadling,
Charles Mingus,
Mark Hollis,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter & Gordon,
Intrusion,
Alton Ellis,
Popol Vuh,
U.S. Maple,
Ultravox,
Moby Grape,
the Human League,
Excepter,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare,
Soul II Soul,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Babytalk,
The Cramps,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Sugar Minott,
Glenn Branca,
Glambeats Corp.,
Iggy Pop,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalann,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Monochrome Set,
Warsaw,
Youth Brigade,
Hoover,
Chris & Cosey,
Nico,
Yusef Lateef,
Groovy Waters,
DNA,
New Order,
The Doors,
Bauhaus,
The Angels of Light,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.