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 Armenia and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Moss Icon to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Faust,
The Moleskins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dave Gahan,
The Remains,
F. McDonald,
Ronnie Foster,
JFA,
Underground Resistance,
Panda Bear,
Chrome,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Babytalk,
Lakeside,
This Heat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camberwell Now,
The Gun Club,
MDC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Walker Brothers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joyce Sims,
UT,
Bobby Byrd,
Trumans Water,
Sällskapet,
La Düsseldorf,
Section 25,
Alphaville,
Malaria!,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brothers Johnson,
Soul II Soul,
Stockholm Monsters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Supertramp,
Intrusion,
Joensuu 1685,
The Misunderstood,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Desert Stars,
Pulsallama,
Fat Boys,
Junior Murvin,
Absolute Body Control,
Brand Nubian,
Alice Coltrane,
Eric Copeland,
Interpol,
Cymande,
Radio Birdman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sparks,
48th St. Collective,
The Buckinghams,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.