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 Ecuador and from London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Slave to the punk 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Marcia Griffiths,
Man Parrish,
John Foxx,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monolake,
Pantytec,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Young Rascals,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lalann,
Peter and Kerry,
The Moleskins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lucky Dragons,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ludus,
X-101,
cv313,
Roxy Music,
The Doors,
Mo-Dettes,
Dave Gahan,
Gong,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fall,
Grauzone,
Lakeside,
Public Image Ltd.,
David Bowie,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amazonics,
The Standells,
The Litter,
Michelle Simonal,
Deepchord,
Hasil Adkins,
Barrington Levy,
In Retrospect,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Leonard Cohen,
The Black Dice,
One Last Wish,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deadbeat,
Blancmange,
Dead Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Real Kids,
Freddie Wadling,
Lungfish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hardrive,
The Star Department,
Whodini,
Saccharine Trust,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.