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 Jordan 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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?
Isaac Hayes,
The Divine Comedy,
Gong,
Gerry Rafferty,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dorothy Ashby,
Glenn Branca,
Sarah Menescal,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lightning Bolt,
Michelle Simonal,
Ludus,
Carl Craig,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
Aaron Thompson,
Ronnie Foster,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terry Callier,
Bang On A Can,
The Mojo Men,
Ultravox,
Visage,
Letta Mbulu,
EPMD,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Clear Light,
Lakeside,
Derrick May,
Rotary Connection,
The Barracudas,
Icehouse,
New Age Steppers,
Groovy Waters,
U.S. Maple,
Bluetip,
The J.B.'s,
8 Eyed Spy,
CMW,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joey Negro,
Adolescents,
Marmalade,
JFA,
Crash Course in Science,
Reagan Youth,
Black Moon,
T.S.O.L.,
Bad Manners,
Deakin,
Bronski Beat,
Monolake,
Mandrill,
Cal Tjader,
Popol Vuh,
Franke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.