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 Georgia 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer 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 Harmonia to the disco 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Janne Schatter,
Scion,
Jeff Mills,
The Slits,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
LL Cool J,
Stereo Dub,
Audionom,
Crime,
Black Flag,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
Skarface,
The Tremeloes,
John Foxx,
Alice Coltrane,
Hashim,
Das Ding,
Rekid,
The Flesh Eaters,
Spoonie Gee,
Procol Harum,
Glenn Branca,
Pylon,
Neil Young,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aswad,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Pus,
Derrick Morgan,
Fatback Band,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pop Group,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Juan Atkins,
Moebius,
Television,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Byron Stingily,
Desert Stars,
The Residents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Buzzcocks,
Dawn Penn,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sam Rivers,
Dead Boys,
Lyres,
Intrusion,
Sound Behaviour,
Idris Muhammad,
Mark Hollis,
Ohio Players,
Scott Walker,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.