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 Mauritius and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Ronan 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Deakin 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Blues Magoos,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The J.B.'s,
Country Teasers,
The Blackbyrds,
Funkadelic,
New Age Steppers,
Sandy B,
Brothers Johnson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Piero Umiliani,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mojo Men,
The Human League,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Negative Approach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
Tommy Roe,
Alton Ellis,
John Cale,
The Cure,
New Order,
Minutemen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cecil Taylor,
Neu!,
Panda Bear,
The Red Krayola,
David Axelrod,
Al Stewart,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker,
The Skatalites,
F. McDonald,
Nas,
Skriet,
The Toasters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
The Invisible,
Eden Ahbez,
Tubeway Army,
Roger Hodgson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Moody Blues,
Leonard Cohen,
Juan Atkins,
L. Decosne,
Simply Red,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fire Engines,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.