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 Zimbabwe and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Franke to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Malaria!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Blues Magoos,
Shoche,
Newcleus,
X-102,
Tim Buckley,
Metal Thangz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cheater Slicks,
Andrew Hill,
Isaac Hayes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Monks,
The Pretty Things,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Black Dice,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Dead C,
The Invisible,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Flipper,
Second Layer,
Pagans,
Robert Hood,
the Soft Cell,
These Immortal Souls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Patti Smith,
Das Ding,
Shuggie Otis,
Surgeon,
Joy Division,
John Coltrane,
Glenn Branca,
Sun Ra,
This Heat,
Eli Mardock,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Moleskins,
Swans,
Funky Four + One,
The Vogues,
The Pop Group,
Archie Shepp,
Zapp,
Stereo Dub,
Easy Going,
Kerri Chandler,
Delon & Dalcan,
New York Dolls,
The Smiths,
The Fugs,
Ronan,
Arab on Radar,
Youth Brigade,
Jacob Miller,
Liliput,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.