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 Cyprus and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Deepchord to the electroclash 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Clear Light,
Index,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mark Hollis,
Panda Bear,
La Düsseldorf,
The Grass Roots,
Marine Girls,
Prince Buster,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hashim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ossler,
The Tremeloes,
Albert Ayler,
The Associates,
Absolute Body Control,
Essential Logic,
The Gun Club,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
cv313,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
PIL,
The Alarm Clocks,
Isaac Hayes,
Liliput,
Skarface,
The Searchers,
John Cale,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moebius,
Bobby Hutcherson,
K-Klass,
Siglo XX,
F. McDonald,
Second Layer,
Althea and Donna,
Bauhaus,
The Last Poets,
Camberwell Now,
Minny Pops,
Quadrant,
The Gap Band,
Scrapy,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Max Romeo,
Banda Bassotti,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mantronix,
Smog,
Sight & Sound,
The Smoke,
Los Fastidios,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.