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 Algeria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Das Ding to the grime 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fuzztones,
The Cramps,
David Axelrod,
Talk Talk,
The Cowsills,
The Wake,
K-Klass,
Sound Behaviour,
Warren Ellis,
The Index,
The Remains,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Loose Ends,
Pylon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Certain Ratio,
The Trojans,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moody Blues,
H. Thieme,
Sister Nancy,
Neu!,
Funkadelic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bang On A Can,
Television,
Audionom,
the Human League,
Jerry Gold Smith,
ABBA,
Archie Shepp,
Ituana,
The Neon Judgement,
Lalann,
Television Personalities,
Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eddi Front,
The Slits,
Tim Buckley,
Brothers Johnson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Flag,
Mark Hollis,
The Fugs,
Eurythmics,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soft Machine,
Goldenarms,
the Slits,
Adolescents,
Scott Walker,
The Skatalites,
Rites of Spring,
Steve Hackett,
John Foxx,
Tubeway Army,
The Golliwogs,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.