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 Barbados and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
A Certain Ratio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alice Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
T. Rex,
DJ Sneak,
Kurtis Blow,
Intrusion,
Yellowson,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
Pantytec,
The Electric Prunes,
Mr. Review,
Brass Construction,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funky Four + One,
Pulsallama,
Organ,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Depeche Mode,
FM Einheit,
Dual Sessions,
Groovy Waters,
Dave Gahan,
the Soft Cell,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
L. Decosne,
Erasure,
The Pretty Things,
X-102,
Surgeon,
The Residents,
Moebius,
Andrew Hill,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultravox,
Pagans,
Matthew Bourne,
The Smiths,
The Smoke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Urselle,
Trumans Water,
Q and Not U,
Livin' Joy,
Howard Jones,
Japan,
Bush Tetras,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rapeman,
Motorama,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Second Layer,
Black Flag,
Schoolly D,
The Cure,
Arab on Radar,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.