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 Korea South and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 punk 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tears for Fears,
The Evens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Davy DMX,
Fear,
Barry Ungar,
Iggy Pop,
DJ Sneak,
Alton Ellis,
Radiohead,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Supertramp,
Sandy B,
Laurel Aitken,
Kaleidoscope,
Yellowson,
Skriet,
The Gories,
Todd Terry,
Yazoo,
Procol Harum,
Man Parrish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Techniques,
Dave Gahan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chrome,
The Fall,
Newcleus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
Camouflage,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Count Five,
Unrelated Segments,
Gong,
June of 44,
Roxy Music,
Eric Dolphy,
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Magma,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Colin Newman,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Sherman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Spandau Ballet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kayak,
The Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Soft Cell,
The Move,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bang On A Can,
Fat Boys,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.