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 Uruguay and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the punk 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
The Young Rascals,
Joyce Sims,
Eric Dolphy,
Piero Umiliani,
Crime,
Cecil Taylor,
Tom Boy,
Johnny Clarke,
a-ha,
The Five Americans,
Franke,
Gang of Four,
Jeff Lynne,
Icehouse,
Mr. Review,
Sixth Finger,
Urselle,
Yellowson,
Section 25,
Sonny Sharrock,
UT,
Radiohead,
Drexciya,
Wasted Youth,
K-Klass,
Agent Orange,
Moby Grape,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Leaves,
Desert Stars,
Hashim,
The New Christs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Altered Images,
10cc,
Slick Rick,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cramps,
X-101,
Gerry Rafferty,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sam Rivers,
Fad Gadget,
John Holt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Almond,
Stereo Dub,
The Blackbyrds,
The Standells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DNA,
FM Einheit,
Peter & Gordon,
Deepchord,
Man Eating Sloth,
Skaos,
The Techniques,
Arthur Verocai,
Jandek,
Ken Boothe,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.