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 Samoa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Young Marble Giants to the techno 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
The Fire Engines,
Danielle Patucci,
Flash Fearless,
Ponytail,
John Cale,
Brick,
Icehouse,
Funky Four + One,
Ten City,
The Fugs,
Pole,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
Fatback Band,
PIL,
Barrington Levy,
Scion,
Warren Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Can,
Hardrive,
Joe Finger,
Moss Icon,
Johnny Osbourne,
June of 44,
Patti Smith,
Kenny Larkin,
Bang On A Can,
The Remains,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Trojans,
Moby Grape,
Blancmange,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Residents,
Bobby Womack,
T. Rex,
John Foxx,
Vladislav Delay,
Sight & Sound,
H. Thieme,
Morten Harket,
Suicide,
Japan,
The Move,
The Gun Club,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Erykah Badu,
The Count Five,
Henry Cow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed,
The Modern Lovers,
The Toasters,
The Velvet Underground,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mad Mike,
Minor Threat,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.