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 Saudi Arabia and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 Juan Atkins to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mojo Men,
The Grass Roots,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wire,
the Association,
Wolf Eyes,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kenny Larkin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Circle Jerks,
The Fugs,
Ken Boothe,
Scratch Acid,
Derrick May,
Unwound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Severed Heads,
Sex Pistols,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Coltrane,
Stetsasonic,
David Axelrod,
Bronski Beat,
Faust,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Moon,
The Music Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-101,
Essential Logic,
Cheater Slicks,
The Buckinghams,
Don Cherry,
Guru Guru,
The Smiths,
Barrington Levy,
Country Teasers,
Maurizio,
Little Man,
Scrapy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Zeros,
Interpol,
Avey Tare,
Gichy Dan,
Roxette,
Aloha Tigers,
Michelle Simonal,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Slackers,
Echospace,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.