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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Bootsy Collins,
The Wake,
Peter & Gordon,
The Black Dice,
Fugazi,
Grauzone,
Soft Machine,
Moby Grape,
The Durutti Column,
Patti Smith,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roy Ayers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kerrie Biddell,
Con Funk Shun,
Monks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Neon Judgement,
In Retrospect,
Scan 7,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funky Four + One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mandrill,
Wire,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fatback Band,
Suicide,
Can,
Thee Headcoats,
The Buckinghams,
The Count Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Iggy Pop,
Panda Bear,
Nirvana,
JFA,
Piero Umiliani,
The Motions,
Archie Shepp,
Gong,
Sun Ra,
Blossom Toes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eric Dolphy,
Bad Manners,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Symarip,
The Martian,
Alison Limerick,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Lynne,
Marine Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Neu!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.