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 Mongolia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Bad Manners to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Patti Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
The Human League,
Chris & Cosey,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wally Richardson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Circle Jerks,
Popol Vuh,
Ossler,
Spoonie Gee,
Yaz,
Pole,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donny Hathaway,
Neu!,
The Skatalites,
Accadde A,
Black Bananas,
Arab on Radar,
Jesper Dahlback,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nico,
Das Ding,
FM Einheit,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fear,
Basic Channel,
Joe Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Pus,
OOIOO,
Oneida,
Michelle Simonal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Seeds,
Moebius,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Flag,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Interpol,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
Amazonics,
New York Dolls,
The Moody Blues,
Crime,
Massinfluence,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bob Dylan,
Minny Pops,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.