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 Australia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 David Bowie 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 Arcadia to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cluster,
Loose Ends,
Popol Vuh,
Rites of Spring,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Unrelated Segments,
Roy Ayers,
The Martian,
The Selecter,
Simply Red,
Angry Samoans,
Neu!,
Gerry Rafferty,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Max Romeo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Byron Stingily,
The Searchers,
Hashim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Lungfish,
The Cowsills,
Black Pus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Al Stewart,
Juan Atkins,
Tres Demented,
Quando Quango,
Buzzcocks,
Country Teasers,
Johnny Clarke,
Gabor Szabo,
The Standells,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MDC,
Moss Icon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jimmy McGriff,
Drive Like Jehu,
10cc,
Wire,
Barry Ungar,
Michelle Simonal,
Schoolly D,
John Holt,
Intrusion,
Scientists,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wasted Youth,
Camberwell Now,
JFA,
Prince Buster,
Joe Finger,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.