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 Thailand and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 chamberlin 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 Jerry's Kids to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Harry Pussy,
Loose Ends,
The Pop Group,
The Cowsills,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
The Invisible,
Radiohead,
The Modern Lovers,
Chrome,
The Detroit Cobras,
Organ,
Gerry Rafferty,
Reagan Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sarah Menescal,
Neil Young,
Sound Behaviour,
Althea and Donna,
Anakelly,
Arcadia,
Flash Fearless,
The Vogues,
Heaven 17,
The Buckinghams,
The Leaves,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kerrie Biddell,
Franke,
Don Cherry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Almond,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick Morgan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Little Man,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Wyatt,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Interpol,
Scion,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Sherman,
China Crisis,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Music Machine,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rekid,
Brick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Bananas,
The Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gories,
Livin' Joy,
The Durutti Column,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.