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 Austria and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Todd Rundgren,
Easy Going,
Blancmange,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
U.S. Maple,
Animal Collective,
Jerry's Kids,
Mars,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cowsills,
The Gap Band,
Y Pants,
Byron Stingily,
Anakelly,
Rufus Thomas,
Roxy Music,
Desert Stars,
The Invisible,
Danielle Patucci,
Godley & Creme,
Wings,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Buzzcocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Delta 5,
ABBA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bauhaus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hasil Adkins,
Adolescents,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vainqueur,
the Bar-Kays,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jesper Dahlback,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Dolphy,
David McCallum,
Can,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grey Daturas,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
B.T. Express,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kayak,
Rapeman,
Wolf Eyes,
kango's stein massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kenny Larkin,
Simply Red,
Lalo Schifrin,
DJ Style,
Black Moon,
Harmonia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
One Last Wish,
Ultra Naté,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.