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 Tonga and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Lungfish to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Chris & Cosey,
Sam Rivers,
10cc,
Ultimate Spinach,
Graham Central Station,
Electric Prunes,
Erykah Badu,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Germs,
Whodini,
the Normal,
The J.B.'s,
Harry Pussy,
The Velvet Underground,
Eve St. Jones,
Don Cherry,
Clear Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Monks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tom Boy,
Quando Quango,
Sugar Minott,
Interpol,
Country Teasers,
Q and Not U,
Danielle Patucci,
Dual Sessions,
In Retrospect,
Smog,
Moebius,
The Leaves,
Scan 7,
Reagan Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Bang On A Can,
Bronski Beat,
Sound Behaviour,
Masters at Work,
Gang of Four,
Hoover,
Radiohead,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Black Dice,
Silicon Teens,
Letta Mbulu,
Slick Rick,
Charles Mingus,
Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alphaville,
Brand Nubian,
Nation of Ulysses,
Thee Headcoats,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hot Snakes,
Janne Schatter,
Maurizio,
Johnny Clarke,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.