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 Vietnam and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Sonics to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Deakin,
New Order,
Bill Wells,
Zero Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Guru Guru,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fugs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kayak,
Gichy Dan,
The Slackers,
The United States of America,
Pantaleimon,
The Dave Clark Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Young Rascals,
Au Pairs,
Country Teasers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
June Days,
T.S.O.L.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Vladislav Delay,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Raincoats,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Stetsasonic,
Subhumans,
the Sonics,
Second Layer,
Archie Shepp,
Soulsonic Force,
In Retrospect,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker,
Junior Murvin,
The Offenders,
Excepter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
The Doors,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fortunes,
Blossom Toes,
Danielle Patucci,
Wolf Eyes,
The New Christs,
Ronan,
Stereo Dub,
The Cure,
Tears for Fears,
Bob Dylan,
The Knickerbockers,
New Age Steppers,
Nick Fraelich,
cv313,
Slave,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.