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 Gambia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Q65 to the punk 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Zero Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Curtis Mayfield,
T. Rex,
Althea and Donna,
Drive Like Jehu,
Popol Vuh,
Tres Demented,
Public Enemy,
Cameo,
Sun Ra,
Liliput,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cure,
Los Fastidios,
Reuben Wilson,
Electric Prunes,
The Pop Group,
Scan 7,
Slick Rick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Rundgren,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Swans,
Connie Case,
The Busters,
The Birthday Party,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Loose Ends,
Mark Hollis,
The Count Five,
Minnie Riperton,
CMW,
Yellowson,
Danielle Patucci,
Lindisfarne,
The American Breed,
Infiniti,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
Iggy Pop,
The Associates,
The Evens,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Livin' Joy,
Metal Thangz,
Shuggie Otis,
Jacob Miller,
Television,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jimmy McGriff,
Blancmange,
David Axelrod,
Lyres,
Masters at Work,
Quadrant,
the Bar-Kays,
The Blackbyrds,
JFA,
Anthony Braxton,
The Flesh Eaters,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.