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 Iceland and from Mexico City.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ 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 The Searchers to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Niagra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Flag,
Joensuu 1685,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
Tim Buckley,
FM Einheit,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
In Retrospect,
Soul Sonic Force,
Inner City,
Yaz,
The Associates,
Arcadia,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tres Demented,
Danielle Patucci,
Roxette,
Adolescents,
Pulsallama,
Unwound,
CMW,
Henry Cow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
Idris Muhammad,
Nico,
The Move,
Laurel Aitken,
Country Teasers,
The Cure,
Andrew Hill,
Minor Threat,
Neil Young,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Birthday Party,
Joe Finger,
Sixth Finger,
The Selecter,
Essential Logic,
The Modern Lovers,
Eddi Front,
Swans,
Joyce Sims,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
John Coltrane,
Can,
Young Marble Giants,
8 Eyed Spy,
Infiniti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Don Cherry,
Spoonie Gee,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.