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 Barbados and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Swell Maps to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Dennis Brown,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Machine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pere Ubu,
Rufus Thomas,
The J.B.'s,
June of 44,
the Slits,
Vladislav Delay,
Avey Tare,
Model 500,
Masters at Work,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marine Girls,
The Moleskins,
Minutemen,
Pantytec,
Lakeside,
Howard Jones,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
The Stooges,
The Divine Comedy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aural Exciters,
Jacques Brel,
Jeff Lynne,
Country Teasers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Gang Dance,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Porter Ricks,
Sun Ra,
The Zeros,
Barbara Tucker,
Magma,
Lindisfarne,
Royal Trux,
Soft Cell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Kinks,
The Moody Blues,
Bluetip,
Terry Callier,
Reuben Wilson,
China Crisis,
Easy Going,
The Fuzztones,
Depeche Mode,
Little Man,
Thompson Twins,
Camberwell Now,
Henry Cow,
Gang of Four,
Talk Talk,
Alison Limerick,
Spoonie Gee,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.