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 Jamaica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 the Normal to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Banda Bassotti,
The Slits,
cv313,
Ken Boothe,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Stooges,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Martian,
Anthony Braxton,
the Germs,
Black Moon,
Negative Approach,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Supertramp,
X-Ray Spex,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Parry Music,
David Axelrod,
Dark Day,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alice Coltrane,
Moebius,
Brick,
Mars,
The Knickerbockers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Procol Harum,
Delta 5,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
Quando Quango,
Joy Division,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wire,
In Retrospect,
Reuben Wilson,
Newcleus,
Flash Fearless,
Monolake,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kerri Chandler,
The Searchers,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pretty Things,
Erykah Badu,
The Slackers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Los Fastidios,
Silicon Teens,
Arab on Radar,
R.M.O.,
Cecil Taylor,
Marshall Jefferson,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.