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 Madagascar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lakeside to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Joyce Sims,
T. Rex,
Jawbox,
Peter & Gordon,
Spoonie Gee,
Rapeman,
the Normal,
Frankie Knuckles,
Second Layer,
The New Christs,
Skriet,
Max Romeo,
The Selecter,
The Cure,
Ponytail,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Drexciya,
Big Daddy Kane,
H. Thieme,
Neil Young,
Radiohead,
The Moleskins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Spandau Ballet,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Divine Comedy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Remains,
Eric Copeland,
Fad Gadget,
Tim Buckley,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Harmonia,
The Techniques,
Dawn Penn,
The Litter,
Black Sheep,
Electric Prunes,
Niagra,
The Fuzztones,
The Music Machine,
Qualms,
LL Cool J,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Brick,
These Immortal Souls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Pus,
Parry Music,
Jesper Dahlback,
Al Stewart,
Sugar Minott,
Organ,
Yaz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Real Kids,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.