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 Laos and from Taipei.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Interpol to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
The Mojo Men,
AZ,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-101,
Black Pus,
Rotary Connection,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eve St. Jones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June Days,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Kayak,
Eric Dolphy,
Dave Gahan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ituana,
Interpol,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Amazonics,
Hot Snakes,
CMW,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fluxion,
Pole,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Buzzcocks,
Porter Ricks,
Cluster,
The Beau Brummels,
Silicon Teens,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
Country Teasers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Sherman,
New Age Steppers,
X-102,
The Gun Club,
The Standells,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rod Modell,
Camberwell Now,
The Cure,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Raincoats,
Model 500,
Agitation Free,
Suburban Knight,
Blossom Toes,
Pantytec,
Newcleus,
Ten City,
Zero Boys,
Funkadelic,
Young Marble Giants,
Arcadia,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.