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 Peru and from London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Main Source to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Metal Thangz,
Severed Heads,
The Mojo Men,
Funkadelic,
Intrusion,
Barbara Tucker,
Terrestrial Tones,
Howard Jones,
Fatback Band,
Altered Images,
Marvin Gaye,
UT,
Von Mondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
David Bowie,
Surgeon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
Roxette,
Donald Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Warren Ellis,
Arcadia,
Moby Grape,
Connie Case,
The Trojans,
Derrick Morgan,
Todd Terry,
Theoretical Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sällskapet,
Judy Mowatt,
Lou Reed,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Enemy,
Glenn Branca,
Isaac Hayes,
Pulsallama,
Panda Bear,
Leonard Cohen,
Excepter,
Sugar Minott,
The Evens,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Buckinghams,
Aswad,
Gang Green,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
Average White Band,
Niagra,
the Slits,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eurythmics,
The Busters,
Suburban Knight,
Ohio Players,
Marc Almond,
The Gladiators,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.