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 Madrid.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Von Mondo,
The Walker Brothers,
Loose Ends,
Scrapy,
Deakin,
Jandek,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mandrill,
Liliput,
The Vogues,
The Electric Prunes,
Crooked Eye,
10cc,
The Durutti Column,
Pussy Galore,
Excepter,
Isaac Hayes,
Michelle Simonal,
Jacques Brel,
Deepchord,
Television,
Hot Snakes,
cv313,
Gerry Rafferty,
Robert Hood,
Infiniti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultra Naté,
Parry Music,
Nick Fraelich,
The Selecter,
Josef K,
Joensuu 1685,
Lindisfarne,
Rekid,
The Fugs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Silicon Teens,
Chrome,
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities,
Gastr Del Sol,
Delta 5,
Erykah Badu,
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Misunderstood,
Duran Duran,
Clear Light,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Monochrome Set,
The Grass Roots,
Qualms,
Underground Resistance,
Gichy Dan,
Sun City Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Bananas,
Public Enemy,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.