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 Ukraine and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Traffic Nightmare to the rock 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Banda Bassotti,
Jawbox,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
Drive Like Jehu,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
the Soft Cell,
The Move,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Al Stewart,
Jandek,
Agitation Free,
the Human League,
Scion,
Thompson Twins,
Soulsonic Force,
Jacques Brel,
Wasted Youth,
Ronan,
The Mojo Men,
Byron Stingily,
June Days,
Joy Division,
Albert Ayler,
The Wake,
Sällskapet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Buzzcocks,
Michelle Simonal,
One Last Wish,
10cc,
48th St. Collective,
Aaron Thompson,
The Pretty Things,
The Pop Group,
Loose Ends,
Hasil Adkins,
Maurizio,
Malaria!,
Ludus,
Oneida,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Alarm Clocks,
KRS-One,
Morten Harket,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fear,
Amon Düül,
Spoonie Gee,
Urselle,
The Vogues,
Moss Icon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bush Tetras,
Anthony Braxton,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Beau Brummels,
Ornette Coleman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.