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 Egypt 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the techno 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wire,
Leonard Cohen,
Oneida,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Pop Group,
Goldenarms,
Hasil Adkins,
Fear,
Black Bananas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David McCallum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
EPMD,
Nas,
The Walker Brothers,
Scion,
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DNA,
The Blues Magoos,
Alison Limerick,
The Dave Clark Five,
R.M.O.,
The Moody Blues,
Surgeon,
Blancmange,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nirvana,
Mr. Review,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter & Gordon,
Con Funk Shun,
Gichy Dan,
The Count Five,
Gang of Four,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed,
Delta 5,
Johnny Clarke,
Iggy Pop,
The Offenders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Smog,
One Last Wish,
Anakelly,
The Busters,
Bill Near,
The Vogues,
the Germs,
The Index,
Jerry's Kids,
Maurizio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultra Naté,
The Black Dice,
Niagra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arthur Verocai,
The Moleskins,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.