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 Czech Republic and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Duran Duran to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Nas,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Janne Schatter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Pop Group,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Zeros,
Alphaville,
Arthur Verocai,
Television,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eurythmics,
David Axelrod,
The Walker Brothers,
Cymande,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
The Raincoats,
Black Sheep,
Minutemen,
The Tremeloes,
Theoretical Girls,
Nils Olav,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Trojans,
Mr. Review,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Bananas,
The Music Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Holt,
Quadrant,
Terry Callier,
Patti Smith,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Count Five,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pagans,
The Slits,
The Standells,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Banda Bassotti,
Crime,
Essential Logic,
Deepchord,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Byrd,
Goldenarms,
Godley & Creme,
Sam Rivers,
Scrapy,
Wings,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blackbyrds,
June of 44,
Stereo Dub,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wally Richardson,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.