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 Latvia and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Moby Grape to the techno 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radio Birdman,
Scrapy,
Y Pants,
Fatback Band,
Monolake,
Zero Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moby Grape,
Barbara Tucker,
Porter Ricks,
Young Marble Giants,
New Order,
The Fortunes,
The Toasters,
Dual Sessions,
Kerri Chandler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Basic Channel,
R.M.O.,
Khruangbin,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Beau Brummels,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
kango's stein massive,
Pierre Henry,
ABBA,
The Fall,
Freddie Wadling,
Albert Ayler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Misunderstood,
Procol Harum,
Guru Guru,
One Last Wish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joyce Sims,
Quando Quango,
Tomorrow,
John Coltrane,
Radiohead,
Malaria!,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Association,
Harmonia,
Idris Muhammad,
Livin' Joy,
Barry Ungar,
Scott Walker,
The Velvet Underground,
Lee Hazlewood,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
Intrusion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.