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 Mozambique and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Basic Channel to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Offenders,
The Smiths,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Talk Talk,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Kinks,
Anakelly,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ice-T,
The Invisible,
Fad Gadget,
Wally Richardson,
Dead Boys,
Glambeats Corp.,
cv313,
Dorothy Ashby,
Oneida,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Remains,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Age Steppers,
Grauzone,
Crooked Eye,
Unwound,
Nirvana,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fuzztones,
Quadrant,
Arab on Radar,
Sparks,
Toni Rubio,
In Retrospect,
Bronski Beat,
the Slits,
Pylon,
The Barracudas,
The Wake,
Jawbox,
The Smoke,
The Pretty Things,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Bananas,
The Buckinghams,
Minnie Riperton,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Walker Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eddi Front,
Roger Hodgson,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rod Modell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
R.M.O.,
The Happenings,
Stereo Dub,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.