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 Tuvalu and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the disco 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker,
These Immortal Souls,
The Slackers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lalann,
John Coltrane,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Zeros,
Rod Modell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Maurizio,
The Fuzztones,
Wally Richardson,
The Grass Roots,
Loose Ends,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantaleimon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donny Hathaway,
Amon Düül,
The American Breed,
Pet Shop Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Popol Vuh,
JFA,
Unrelated Segments,
Eden Ahbez,
The Smoke,
Excepter,
Wings,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Offenders,
Massinfluence,
John Holt,
Television Personalities,
Jacques Brel,
Trumans Water,
Eurythmics,
Thee Headcoats,
Arab on Radar,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tim Buckley,
The Beau Brummels,
Erykah Badu,
Dual Sessions,
Cymande,
Pagans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bill Wells,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Prince Buster,
Amon Düül II,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.