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 Sri Lanka and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Cymande to the jazz 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Jandek,
Roxette,
Camberwell Now,
Infiniti,
The Fugs,
The Dirtbombs,
One Last Wish,
Main Source,
Silicon Teens,
The Last Poets,
Eyeless In Gaza,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DNA,
Todd Terry,
Quadrant,
The Human League,
Marine Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
The Zeros,
Stiv Bators,
The Doors,
The Fuzztones,
Roxy Music,
Blancmange,
Gerry Rafferty,
Unwound,
New Order,
Ponytail,
Das Ding,
Model 500,
Tropical Tobacco,
Trumans Water,
The Offenders,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
Brothers Johnson,
Intrusion,
The Alarm Clocks,
June of 44,
The Black Dice,
La Düsseldorf,
T.S.O.L.,
Tears for Fears,
Colin Newman,
the Slits,
Shuggie Otis,
Josef K,
The Saints,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Monks,
Fugazi,
New York Dolls,
Chris Corsano,
Jimmy McGriff,
Hoover,
Agent Orange,
Heaven 17,
Joyce Sims,
Gang of Four,
JFA,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.