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 Guatemala and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Black Moon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gong,
Bizarre Inc.,
Popol Vuh,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Music Machine,
Juan Atkins,
Ornette Coleman,
The Red Krayola,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anthony Braxton,
Jandek,
Quando Quango,
Boredoms,
Qualms,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marvin Gaye,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radio Birdman,
Stetsasonic,
Toni Rubio,
The Beau Brummels,
John Lydon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Oblivians,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Moon,
Robert Wyatt,
Shoche,
Delta 5,
Sight & Sound,
Intrusion,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeff Lynne,
Surgeon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Organ,
The Star Department,
The Pop Group,
Rotary Connection,
Cluster,
Donny Hathaway,
Television Personalities,
The Real Kids,
Brothers Johnson,
Basic Channel,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Robert Görl,
Leonard Cohen,
Quantec,
Gichy Dan,
Circle Jerks,
Public Enemy,
Guru Guru,
Sugar Minott,
Hasil Adkins,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.