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 Singapore and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Yellowson to the crunk 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Vladislav Delay,
Stockholm Monsters,
Freddie Wadling,
Second Layer,
Rod Modell,
Robert Görl,
Sound Behaviour,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
Don Cherry,
Black Pus,
Amazonics,
Grey Daturas,
Tommy Roe,
The Smiths,
Josef K,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Kinks,
New York Dolls,
Yazoo,
Lyres,
Peter & Gordon,
A Certain Ratio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Reagan Youth,
Faust,
Erykah Badu,
Delta 5,
The Remains,
James White and The Blacks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Alarm Clocks,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul II Soul,
The Electric Prunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Janne Schatter,
The Durutti Column,
Prince Buster,
The Stooges,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sex Pistols,
June of 44,
The Monochrome Set,
Rites of Spring,
Amon Düül II,
The Skatalites,
Yusef Lateef,
Roy Ayers,
KRS-One,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Steve Hackett,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eden Ahbez,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.