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 Laos and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Porter Ricks to the jazz 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Chrome,
The Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Seeds,
Rufus Thomas,
Terry Callier,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
48th St. Collective,
Camberwell Now,
The Divine Comedy,
Infiniti,
The Cramps,
Nirvana,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ludus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Funky Four + One,
Alison Limerick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Pus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alice Coltrane,
The Martian,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Procol Harum,
Mad Mike,
The Fugs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delta 5,
Das Ding,
Crime,
The Knickerbockers,
Eurythmics,
Gang of Four,
Pierre Henry,
Eric Copeland,
A Certain Ratio,
Bad Manners,
The Wake,
Jacques Brel,
Spoonie Gee,
The Searchers,
The Blackbyrds,
Carl Craig,
Rites of Spring,
Sarah Menescal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Magazine,
John Foxx,
The Zeros,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pole,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.