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 Brunei and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Boredoms to the grunge 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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
The Seeds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sister Nancy,
Sandy B,
Surgeon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Howard Jones,
Graham Central Station,
Khruangbin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hoover,
the Normal,
Camouflage,
ABBA,
David Axelrod,
Rotary Connection,
The Toasters,
Man Parrish,
JFA,
Soul II Soul,
Adolescents,
Skriet,
Fluxion,
Roxy Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
Youth Brigade,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Siglo XX,
Barclay James Harvest,
Quantec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Divine Comedy,
Al Stewart,
Arthur Verocai,
Minor Threat,
Gichy Dan,
Groovy Waters,
The Birthday Party,
the Association,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Albert Ayler,
Yusef Lateef,
X-101,
Neil Young,
Flipper,
Darondo,
The Moody Blues,
Mad Mike,
The Index,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Five Americans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Warsaw,
Agent Orange,
Supertramp,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deadbeat,
John Foxx,
Dawn Penn,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rekid,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.