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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grauzone to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
The Raincoats,
Robert Wyatt,
Joey Negro,
Lakeside,
Albert Ayler,
Suburban Knight,
Mandrill,
Minutemen,
Outsiders,
Babytalk,
Unwound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dual Sessions,
Electric Prunes,
The Fortunes,
Cheater Slicks,
Henry Cow,
The Birthday Party,
Swell Maps,
Kenny Larkin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sam Rivers,
The Motions,
The Residents,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Techniques,
The Index,
Johnny Clarke,
Minor Threat,
Black Moon,
The Monochrome Set,
John Lydon,
Drexciya,
Animal Collective,
Barrington Levy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sandy B,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camouflage,
Darondo,
Q65,
David McCallum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mojo Men,
The Doobie Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fatback Band,
Motorama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boredoms,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
MC5,
H. Thieme,
Eric Dolphy,
Marc Almond,
Rakim,
The Kinks,
Buzzcocks,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.