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 Oman and from Milan.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 the Normal to the funk 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Quando Quango,
Johnny Clarke,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Eurythmics,
Jandek,
Althea and Donna,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Selecter,
Robert Hood,
Q65,
The Standells,
The Flesh Eaters,
Grey Daturas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Terrestrial Tones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Skarface,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Can,
The Invisible,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Sonics,
Skaos,
Rod Modell,
Cecil Taylor,
Circle Jerks,
Minny Pops,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DJ Style,
L. Decosne,
Ten City,
JFA,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Music Machine,
Adolescents,
Basic Channel,
F. McDonald,
The Remains,
kango's stein massive,
Josef K,
D'Angelo,
Sister Nancy,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Lynne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fad Gadget,
The Dead C,
Peter & Gordon,
Public Enemy,
K-Klass,
Gastr Del Sol,
Clear Light,
Connie Case,
Brand Nubian,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.