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 Bhutan and from Edmonton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord 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 Aswad to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Chris & Cosey,
Jandek,
Soulsonic Force,
Khruangbin,
The Gories,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lalann,
Niagra,
Rotary Connection,
The Walker Brothers,
Make Up,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rufus Thomas,
Scratch Acid,
Rod Modell,
Moss Icon,
Scion,
Andrew Hill,
Average White Band,
48th St. Collective,
Porter Ricks,
Intrusion,
The Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Index,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Don Cherry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Circle Jerks,
The Buckinghams,
Scott Walker,
UT,
Lightning Bolt,
Archie Shepp,
Sun City Girls,
Tom Boy,
The Cowsills,
Toni Rubio,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Normal,
Johnny Clarke,
Infiniti,
the Germs,
Roxy Music,
Monks,
Talk Talk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Victims,
Spandau Ballet,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dark Day,
DJ Style,
Jacques Brel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.