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 Portugal and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South 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 The Blackbyrds to the rap 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Danielle Patucci,
Alison Limerick,
DJ Sneak,
Pierre Henry,
Chrome,
Clear Light,
Joe Smooth,
Parry Music,
ABC,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Trojans,
UT,
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Eddi Front,
Pantytec,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Teasers,
the Association,
Metal Thangz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Patti Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Drexciya,
Los Fastidios,
The Cowsills,
Neil Young,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Derrick May,
The Fire Engines,
Public Enemy,
Rosa Yemen,
Isaac Hayes,
Scan 7,
Vainqueur,
The Remains,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dead Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rufus Thomas,
Barbara Tucker,
Flipper,
Henry Cow,
La Düsseldorf,
OOIOO,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bob Dylan,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arcadia,
Laurel Aitken,
The Red Krayola,
John Cale,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Echospace,
Al Stewart,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.