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 Nauru and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cluster to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Con Funk Shun,
Make Up,
The Dead C,
Agitation Free,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eric Dolphy,
David Axelrod,
AZ,
Bootsy Collins,
Suburban Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
Oblivians,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Country Joe & The Fish,
These Immortal Souls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Matthew Halsall,
Second Layer,
K-Klass,
Fluxion,
Quadrant,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Echospace,
DJ Style,
Flash Fearless,
David Bowie,
Youth Brigade,
The Star Department,
Pulsallama,
The Vogues,
Los Fastidios,
Shuggie Otis,
Joey Negro,
Qualms,
Gregory Isaacs,
Althea and Donna,
Pierre Henry,
Dead Boys,
ABC,
Country Teasers,
The Sonics,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronan,
Liliput,
Joy Division,
Derrick Morgan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tomorrow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Swans,
Stetsasonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hashim,
The Moody Blues,
Procol Harum,
The Toasters,
The Fuzztones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yaz,
E-Dancer,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.