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 Mongolia and from Cairo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Robert Wyatt to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
Peter & Gordon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Boogie Down Productions,
Juan Atkins,
Bluetip,
Deepchord,
Warsaw,
H. Thieme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moss Icon,
Liliput,
Pole,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pantaleimon,
Mark Hollis,
Altered Images,
Marc Almond,
Hashim,
Lightning Bolt,
the Fania All-Stars,
Young Marble Giants,
The Martian,
Faust,
Radiohead,
Severed Heads,
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chris Corsano,
LL Cool J,
Traffic Nightmare,
World's Most,
Cheater Slicks,
Kas Product,
Vainqueur,
The Residents,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Raincoats,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mantronix,
Lalann,
Carl Craig,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Soft Cell,
The Five Americans,
T. Rex,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Reed,
Arthur Verocai,
Thompson Twins,
X-Ray Spex,
Howard Jones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
Rekid,
Sound Behaviour,
the Association,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.