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 Cameroon and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Warren Ellis to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Pulsallama,
Simply Red,
Stockholm Monsters,
Danielle Patucci,
Derrick May,
Duran Duran,
D'Angelo,
Magma,
Amon Düül II,
Maleditus Sound,
AZ,
Agitation Free,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Womack,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ponytail,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roxy Music,
Ludus,
R.M.O.,
Bootsy Collins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scott Walker,
Hasil Adkins,
This Heat,
The Names,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camberwell Now,
Jawbox,
Fela Kuti,
The Gun Club,
Accadde A,
Grey Daturas,
Dorothy Ashby,
10cc,
Warsaw,
The Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Skarface,
Cal Tjader,
The Young Rascals,
Siglo XX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
E-Dancer,
Joey Negro,
The United States of America,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultravox,
Symarip,
Erasure,
The Cramps,
Radio Birdman,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.