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 Germany and from Shanghai.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grey Daturas to the rock 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
The Moody Blues,
the Soft Cell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sam Rivers,
LL Cool J,
Hot Snakes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fugs,
Tommy Roe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marine Girls,
Easy Going,
Stiv Bators,
DJ Sneak,
Dawn Penn,
Trumans Water,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Gong,
Barry Ungar,
Stereo Dub,
Joe Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Technova,
Bill Wells,
Von Mondo,
David Bowie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ossler,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fall,
The Gories,
Heaven 17,
The Searchers,
The Selecter,
Pere Ubu,
The Blackbyrds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABC,
Liliput,
Ronan,
The Pretty Things,
The Litter,
Sarah Menescal,
Rufus Thomas,
The Misunderstood,
Dead Boys,
Soft Cell,
Goldenarms,
Jandek,
The Motions,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Lucky Dragons,
Howard Jones,
Lou Christie,
Ken Boothe,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.