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 Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 Jesper Dahlback to the techno 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
AZ,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lightning Bolt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slits,
Buzzcocks,
Harry Pussy,
The Dead C,
The Seeds,
PIL,
Bauhaus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Prince Buster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hoover,
Deepchord,
Idris Muhammad,
Camouflage,
The Birthday Party,
Peter & Gordon,
Dual Sessions,
UT,
The Smoke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fluxion,
Amazonics,
Circle Jerks,
Kenny Larkin,
Soul Sonic Force,
L. Decosne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Bar-Kays,
D'Angelo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Saints,
Yaz,
John Cale,
Panda Bear,
Gastr Del Sol,
Motorama,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Terry Callier,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Robert Görl,
Scrapy,
Marine Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mad Mike,
kango's stein massive,
Joe Finger,
Spandau Ballet,
Kaleidoscope,
Albert Ayler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sonic Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
Eurythmics,
Soft Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.