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 Turkey and from Tehran.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Blancmange to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxette,
Bang On A Can,
Hot Snakes,
Steve Hackett,
Icehouse,
John Cale,
The New Christs,
Little Man,
Alton Ellis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crooked Eye,
New York Dolls,
Black Sheep,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra,
Accadde A,
Nirvana,
Mandrill,
Toni Rubio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dennis Brown,
Reuben Wilson,
Oblivians,
Severed Heads,
The Last Poets,
Surgeon,
The Doobie Brothers,
CMW,
Colin Newman,
Soul II Soul,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ken Boothe,
The Modern Lovers,
Darondo,
The Move,
K-Klass,
Robert Hood,
JFA,
EPMD,
the Normal,
Rites of Spring,
U.S. Maple,
The Mojo Men,
China Crisis,
Q and Not U,
Bill Near,
Josef K,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soulsonic Force,
KRS-One,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Velvet Underground,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül II,
Glenn Branca,
Make Up,
Saccharine Trust,
Panda Bear,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.