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 Cuba and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Quadrant to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
The Cowsills,
Motorama,
Gil Scott Heron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gories,
Robert Wyatt,
Bob Dylan,
Cybotron,
Fear,
The Dead C,
OOIOO,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Newcleus,
James White and The Blacks,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
Nik Kershaw,
Henry Cow,
World's Most,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wally Richardson,
Morten Harket,
Jacques Brel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Slave,
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shoche,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed,
Darondo,
Terrestrial Tones,
ABC,
Bill Near,
Outsiders,
Gang of Four,
Neil Young,
the Association,
ABBA,
Ornette Coleman,
K-Klass,
Au Pairs,
Lakeside,
Eden Ahbez,
Drive Like Jehu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Charles Mingus,
Lightning Bolt,
The Kinks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roger Hodgson,
Bad Manners,
Patti Smith,
Fad Gadget,
Funky Four + One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.