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 Iran and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Steve Hackett to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
EPMD,
Joyce Sims,
New York Dolls,
Girls At Our Best!,
PIL,
Pulsallama,
Parry Music,
Boz Scaggs,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pantaleimon,
Heaven 17,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül II,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Outsiders,
Arab on Radar,
Bobby Sherman,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Tremeloes,
Second Layer,
Oblivians,
Suicide,
The Trojans,
Reuben Wilson,
Whodini,
Camberwell Now,
Oneida,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Pop Group,
The Dirtbombs,
Shoche,
Jeff Mills,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Christie,
Negative Approach,
Godley & Creme,
Dennis Brown,
Delon & Dalcan,
Graham Central Station,
The Smiths,
Nation of Ulysses,
Von Mondo,
Camouflage,
DNA,
John Holt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dave Gahan,
Lucky Dragons,
Slave,
New Age Steppers,
Eric Dolphy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Blackbyrds,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.