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 Palau and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 MDC to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ituana,
Dave Gahan,
Derrick Morgan,
Cal Tjader,
Tubeway Army,
Ponytail,
Skarface,
Infiniti,
Black Pus,
Saccharine Trust,
Marvin Gaye,
Man Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Neu!,
Unwound,
Jeru the Damaja,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
The Associates,
David Axelrod,
Q and Not U,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slits,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Robert Hood,
Basic Channel,
Joyce Sims,
Zero Boys,
Monks,
The Zeros,
Das Ding,
Skriet,
Warren Ellis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amon Düül II,
Camberwell Now,
The Residents,
Supertramp,
Aloha Tigers,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Teasers,
Aswad,
The United States of America,
Rites of Spring,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Suburban Knight,
Panda Bear,
Lower 48,
Janne Schatter,
Depeche Mode,
Marmalade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Niagra,
Arab on Radar,
D'Angelo,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.