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 Vanuatu and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 Pierre Henry to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Idris Muhammad,
Bush Tetras,
Leonard Cohen,
Surgeon,
The Gories,
Lindisfarne,
Los Fastidios,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Neon Judgement,
Archie Shepp,
John Coltrane,
Johnny Clarke,
Roxette,
B.T. Express,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rotary Connection,
Fad Gadget,
Neu!,
Eden Ahbez,
Alison Limerick,
Oblivians,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Schoolly D,
Don Cherry,
Rites of Spring,
MC5,
The Standells,
Piero Umiliani,
Juan Atkins,
The Busters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Misunderstood,
Nirvana,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DJ Style,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
CMW,
Deadbeat,
Arcadia,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fugazi,
Cecil Taylor,
Television,
Fatback Band,
Gang Starr,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eddi Front,
Jandek,
the Association,
Susan Cadogan,
Unwound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
a-ha,
Flamin' Groovies,
Clear Light,
Sonic Youth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tubeway Army,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.