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 Zimbabwe 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ludus to the grunge 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Black Bananas,
Soft Machine,
Television Personalities,
Kayak,
B.T. Express,
Smog,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
Sandy B,
The Selecter,
The Beau Brummels,
10cc,
Matthew Bourne,
Brothers Johnson,
Wally Richardson,
The Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Royal Trux,
The Fuzztones,
Jandek,
Bluetip,
The Star Department,
Marvin Gaye,
Altered Images,
Alton Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
Mad Mike,
F. McDonald,
Japan,
E-Dancer,
Piero Umiliani,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gong,
Buzzcocks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Don Cherry,
The Black Dice,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Associates,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül II,
The Trojans,
Audionom,
CMW,
Agitation Free,
Organ,
K-Klass,
L. Decosne,
DJ Sneak,
Gabor Szabo,
Ituana,
Colin Newman,
Roger Hodgson,
The New Christs,
Leonard Cohen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scientists,
Electric Prunes,
Quantec,
The Mojo Men,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Byrd,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.