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 Lebanon and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fuzztones to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Fad Gadget,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Von Mondo,
The Vogues,
Bush Tetras,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang Green,
AZ,
Altered Images,
The Five Americans,
Quando Quango,
The J.B.'s,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terry Callier,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
cv313,
Darondo,
Scan 7,
The Moleskins,
Roger Hodgson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jandek,
Dual Sessions,
Junior Murvin,
Letta Mbulu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA,
Black Bananas,
Pagans,
Byron Stingily,
Juan Atkins,
Grauzone,
Massinfluence,
Unwound,
Soul II Soul,
Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
KRS-One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Dead C,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delta 5,
Unrelated Segments,
Japan,
Siglo XX,
The Zeros,
Franke,
Oblivians,
The Gap Band,
Livin' Joy,
Newcleus,
The Neon Judgement,
Harmonia,
X-Ray Spex,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Can,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Sound,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.