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 Portugal and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pole to the grime 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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ituana,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Stiv Bators,
New York Dolls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soft Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fall,
Jacques Brel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dennis Brown,
Lindisfarne,
Freddie Wadling,
David McCallum,
Pantytec,
Lower 48,
Fad Gadget,
Sound Behaviour,
Deadbeat,
David Bowie,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Blackbyrds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Techniques,
Cheater Slicks,
Gang of Four,
The Gories,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Main Source,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gladiators,
Vainqueur,
Sixth Finger,
The Happenings,
Lightning Bolt,
Fela Kuti,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
Brand Nubian,
Pylon,
The Count Five,
Terry Callier,
Bill Wells,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kayak,
Robert Görl,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tomorrow,
Unwound,
Morten Harket,
The Trojans,
Sun Ra,
Eric Dolphy,
Todd Terry,
Black Moon,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.