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 Bhutan and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 The Velvet Underground to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Hasil Adkins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bauhaus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fluxion,
The Tremeloes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Divine Comedy,
Henry Cow,
Michelle Simonal,
The Zeros,
The Techniques,
Mr. Review,
Dave Gahan,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fall,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Smiths,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Underground Resistance,
The Seeds,
Marc Almond,
Brand Nubian,
The Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fortunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Quadrant,
David Axelrod,
The Vogues,
B.T. Express,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joyce Sims,
Zero Boys,
The Leaves,
Nils Olav,
the Sonics,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rod Modell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Angels of Light,
The Associates,
Tomorrow,
Newcleus,
Scan 7,
Quando Quango,
Mo-Dettes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Reagan Youth,
Blossom Toes,
Slave,
H. Thieme,
Oblivians,
Model 500,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.