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 Uganda and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Swell Maps to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
The Tremeloes,
Qualms,
a-ha,
Pantytec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Masters at Work,
Nas,
Ten City,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Barracudas,
Stetsasonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yazoo,
The Litter,
The Neon Judgement,
Cybotron,
DNA,
Joyce Sims,
Absolute Body Control,
Sparks,
Quadrant,
Lindisfarne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fall,
Tropical Tobacco,
Drexciya,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
Bang On A Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
A Certain Ratio,
The Leaves,
Spandau Ballet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Maleditus Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alphaville,
Sister Nancy,
Scion,
The Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nico,
Spoonie Gee,
Negative Approach,
Todd Rundgren,
Arcadia,
Wire,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Moody Blues,
The Doors,
Matthew Halsall,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.