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 Switzerland and from Manchester.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 CMW to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Josef K,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mandrill,
The Vogues,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Parry Music,
Jeff Lynne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deadbeat,
The Cowsills,
Cybotron,
Harmonia,
Laurel Aitken,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Moby Grape,
Pet Shop Boys,
Arcadia,
Henry Cow,
Colin Newman,
Jandek,
Bobby Sherman,
OOIOO,
Roxy Music,
Alison Limerick,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moebius,
Eric Copeland,
Al Stewart,
Banda Bassotti,
The Cramps,
Livin' Joy,
John Cale,
David Bowie,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Lydon,
Tom Boy,
PIL,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Reuben Wilson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Desert Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bush Tetras,
Chrome,
Pagans,
Lyres,
Depeche Mode,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
EPMD,
Los Fastidios,
Bootsy Collins,
Scrapy,
Accadde A,
The Young Rascals,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.