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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ 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 John Coltrane to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young,
Ponytail,
Youth Brigade,
New Order,
Hot Snakes,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Byrd,
The Happenings,
The Birthday Party,
Jandek,
Sixth Finger,
The Searchers,
Brick,
Gong,
Slick Rick,
Model 500,
The Standells,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Maleditus Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
CMW,
Severed Heads,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harmonia,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lower 48,
Pylon,
Albert Ayler,
Fela Kuti,
Marine Girls,
Whodini,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Invisible,
The Residents,
Absolute Body Control,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lakeside,
Unrelated Segments,
Bronski Beat,
Fatback Band,
Deakin,
Ronnie Foster,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cameo,
Derrick May,
Supertramp,
Visage,
Tommy Roe,
The Red Krayola,
Funky Four + One,
James White and The Blacks,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Association,
Aaron Thompson,
The Slackers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.