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 Poland and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Arab on Radar,
Toni Rubio,
The Sonics,
Technova,
Soulsonic Force,
The Victims,
The Modern Lovers,
Crime,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Deakin,
Swans,
Second Layer,
The Velvet Underground,
Cal Tjader,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultravox,
Joey Negro,
Brick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantytec,
June of 44,
Pere Ubu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fat Boys,
Josef K,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Age Steppers,
Hardrive,
Soul II Soul,
Lakeside,
The Offenders,
Simply Red,
The Skatalites,
Chrome,
Crash Course in Science,
Lebanon Hanover,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Los Fastidios,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hashim,
Bobby Sherman,
Newcleus,
New Order,
Fela Kuti,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick Morgan,
Matthew Bourne,
ABBA,
Dark Day,
Bronski Beat,
Mo-Dettes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Robert Görl,
Wings,
Thompson Twins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Chris & Cosey,
Bill Near,
Rites of Spring,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.