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 Belgium and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Raincoats to the crunk 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
The Toasters,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Christie,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter and Kerry,
Au Pairs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mandrill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nik Kershaw,
Livin' Joy,
Alton Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fad Gadget,
R.M.O.,
Jandek,
Sound Behaviour,
The Shadows of Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
DJ Sneak,
Brothers Johnson,
Scion,
Toni Rubio,
Sarah Menescal,
The Motions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ronnie Foster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swans,
Mission of Burma,
The Gun Club,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rosa Yemen,
kango's stein massive,
The Golliwogs,
Michelle Simonal,
Letta Mbulu,
Tres Demented,
Con Funk Shun,
Blancmange,
Brass Construction,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Audionom,
Deadbeat,
Soul II Soul,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Dead C,
Pierre Henry,
Magazine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
MDC,
Sight & Sound,
Godley & Creme,
The Seeds,
Minor Threat,
PIL,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.