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 Italy and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Aaron Thompson to the dance 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Sheep,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Schoolly D,
Circle Jerks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pierre Henry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Banda Bassotti,
Mandrill,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marvin Gaye,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Association,
Skriet,
Faust,
Fear,
Josef K,
Anakelly,
Girls At Our Best!,
Don Cherry,
David Bowie,
Little Man,
Groovy Waters,
John Foxx,
Kaleidoscope,
Y Pants,
the Human League,
Soul II Soul,
Henry Cow,
Chrome,
The J.B.'s,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
David McCallum,
K-Klass,
Khruangbin,
Underground Resistance,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlback,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Magma,
Hot Snakes,
Mad Mike,
Tomorrow,
Sarah Menescal,
Dead Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
The Offenders,
Newcleus,
The Stooges,
Lakeside,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Quadrant,
Public Enemy,
Funky Four + One,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.