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 Austria 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 China Crisis to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
The Selecter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Junior Murvin,
Quando Quango,
Dave Gahan,
Japan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Anakelly,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Urselle,
Pagans,
Masters at Work,
The Victims,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kurtis Blow,
the Bar-Kays,
Scott Walker,
Sound Behaviour,
Robert Wyatt,
Bizarre Inc.,
Index,
Dual Sessions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alison Limerick,
Icehouse,
Severed Heads,
Massinfluence,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Erasure,
Technova,
the Germs,
Black Flag,
Jandek,
The Moody Blues,
Donald Byrd,
Moby Grape,
Judy Mowatt,
The Last Poets,
The Walker Brothers,
Mad Mike,
X-102,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young,
Howard Jones,
the Normal,
Nick Fraelich,
Ludus,
Minutemen,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wally Richardson,
Bauhaus,
Joy Division,
Henry Cow,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fat Boys,
Talk Talk,
Quadrant,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.