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 Spain and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Neil Young to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Ludus,
Jandek,
Derrick Morgan,
Delta 5,
Neil Young,
Gang Starr,
Moby Grape,
Albert Ayler,
Eli Mardock,
Scion,
The Neon Judgement,
Nick Fraelich,
Brick,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cluster,
Joe Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Talk Talk,
Grey Daturas,
Model 500,
The Techniques,
Khruangbin,
Prince Buster,
Loose Ends,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Five Americans,
The Cure,
The Cowsills,
Laurel Aitken,
Tim Buckley,
Dual Sessions,
Sam Rivers,
the Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
Ponytail,
Buzzcocks,
R.M.O.,
Letta Mbulu,
Thee Headcoats,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rosa Yemen,
Motorama,
Neu!,
Ten City,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Au Pairs,
Bad Manners,
The Real Kids,
Fear,
Nico,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Icehouse,
Carl Craig,
Derrick May,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pole,
Cybotron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David McCallum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.