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 Bahamas and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 R.M.O. 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jacob Miller,
The Moleskins,
Fear,
Mission of Burma,
Sound Behaviour,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lightning Bolt,
The Vogues,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aloha Tigers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cybotron,
Leonard Cohen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cure,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Franke,
Joy Division,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Anthony Braxton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marvin Gaye,
Howard Jones,
Main Source,
Supertramp,
Pulsallama,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mark Hollis,
Nils Olav,
Arthur Verocai,
The Slackers,
The Modern Lovers,
Arab on Radar,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Almond,
Das Ding,
Interpol,
Animal Collective,
The New Christs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Selecter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Altered Images,
Ultravox,
Inner City,
Mad Mike,
John Lydon,
The Gladiators,
Patti Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Ronnie Foster,
Anakelly,
The Searchers,
Shoche,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.