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 Finland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Godley & Creme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Minutemen,
Young Marble Giants,
Sixth Finger,
Alton Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
JFA,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mark Hollis,
Joey Negro,
John Lydon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Malaria!,
Gong,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Germs,
Erykah Badu,
The Trojans,
The Fortunes,
Scion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Organ,
Con Funk Shun,
Jacob Miller,
Monks,
Eden Ahbez,
Fluxion,
Andrew Hill,
Ronnie Foster,
The Saints,
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dennis Brown,
Chris Corsano,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Infiniti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Count Five,
Amon Düül,
The Wake,
Procol Harum,
Deadbeat,
Bad Manners,
Mo-Dettes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rapeman,
New Order,
The Zeros,
Black Pus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
Danielle Patucci,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Evens,
Crime,
The Fall,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Basic Channel,
Oblivians,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.