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 Luxembourg and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ 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 Janne Schatter to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Mantronix,
Eli Mardock,
Swell Maps,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Grass Roots,
Agitation Free,
Iggy Pop,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minnie Riperton,
Sugar Minott,
Nico,
Sexual Harrassment,
EPMD,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Magazine,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Görl,
New Order,
Von Mondo,
Dawn Penn,
New Age Steppers,
The Sonics,
Johnny Clarke,
Animal Collective,
Franke,
Faust,
Blancmange,
Fear,
Anakelly,
Joyce Sims,
Reagan Youth,
Thompson Twins,
The Pop Group,
Scrapy,
Terry Callier,
A Certain Ratio,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül,
Kenny Larkin,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Bananas,
The Young Rascals,
Chrome,
The Motions,
Blossom Toes,
The Barracudas,
ABC,
Lou Reed,
Maleditus Sound,
The Wake,
Marmalade,
Davy DMX,
Sandy B,
Flipper,
Gong,
Jawbox,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.