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 South Africa and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Quadrant to the disco 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan 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?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül,
Dark Day,
Dave Gahan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sugar Minott,
Pylon,
Tears for Fears,
Howard Jones,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ohio Players,
Wally Richardson,
Rosa Yemen,
Deakin,
Wire,
Crash Course in Science,
Bauhaus,
Pere Ubu,
David Bowie,
The Sound,
Urselle,
Zapp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sällskapet,
Bang On A Can,
Magazine,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Wake,
The Beau Brummels,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
JFA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Maleditus Sound,
the Swans,
Fluxion,
Peter and Kerry,
Tim Buckley,
New Order,
Ludus,
R.M.O.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scott Walker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Half Japanese,
Matthew Bourne,
The Selecter,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy Collins,
the Fania All-Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
Oblivians,
Moss Icon,
Terry Callier,
Bluetip,
The Grass Roots,
Wolf Eyes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.