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 Lesotho and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Electric Prunes,
Faust,
Robert Wyatt,
Thee Headcoats,
Marvin Gaye,
Interpol,
Stereo Dub,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Move,
MDC,
Chrome,
Albert Ayler,
Ituana,
Basic Channel,
The Young Rascals,
Dorothy Ashby,
Derrick May,
Pagans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eurythmics,
Slick Rick,
Judy Mowatt,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rosa Yemen,
Make Up,
AZ,
Blake Baxter,
U.S. Maple,
PIL,
Silicon Teens,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Public Enemy,
The Victims,
Fugazi,
Section 25,
Scratch Acid,
Lalann,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monks,
Davy DMX,
Sound Behaviour,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monochrome Set,
Panda Bear,
Japan,
Roxy Music,
MC5,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Sonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Flash Fearless,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
Mission of Burma,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Moon,
The Happenings,
Nils Olav,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.