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 Kosovo and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet 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 Wire to the electroclash 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure 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?
Adolescents,
F. McDonald,
Theoretical Girls,
The Names,
Bad Manners,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pierre Henry,
JFA,
DNA,
Freddie Wadling,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lakeside,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Man Eating Sloth,
Thee Headcoats,
Junior Murvin,
Bob Dylan,
The Leaves,
Nik Kershaw,
Susan Cadogan,
Blancmange,
Popol Vuh,
Oneida,
Pantaleimon,
Ten City,
Surgeon,
Aural Exciters,
The Durutti Column,
Chrome,
Sound Behaviour,
Agitation Free,
John Coltrane,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Move,
Procol Harum,
The Monks,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed,
X-102,
The Birthday Party,
Trumans Water,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Misunderstood,
New York Dolls,
The Fuzztones,
John Lydon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Halsall,
Moebius,
Jawbox,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kaleidoscope,
One Last Wish,
Sällskapet,
Alice Coltrane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.