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 Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the crunk 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Faust,
Anakelly,
Amon Düül,
Michelle Simonal,
R.M.O.,
Arthur Verocai,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glenn Branca,
The Residents,
Wally Richardson,
Alice Coltrane,
Eurythmics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barbara Tucker,
Scientists,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Qualms,
Faraquet,
Minnie Riperton,
Main Source,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lakeside,
Blake Baxter,
Pussy Galore,
Joyce Sims,
The Index,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David McCallum,
The Cowsills,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rufus Thomas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
ABBA,
Eric Dolphy,
Barry Ungar,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Kinks,
Alison Limerick,
Thee Headcoats,
Tres Demented,
Pagans,
Mars,
These Immortal Souls,
The Remains,
Cheater Slicks,
Quando Quango,
Derrick Morgan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fluxion,
The Slits,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Susan Cadogan,
Yazoo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eric Copeland,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.