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 Uruguay and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Scientists to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Isaac Hayes,
Erasure,
Newcleus,
Flipper,
Scrapy,
The Durutti Column,
The New Christs,
Swell Maps,
Todd Rundgren,
Depeche Mode,
David Axelrod,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Sherman,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Copeland,
Kas Product,
Los Fastidios,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arab on Radar,
Graham Central Station,
Schoolly D,
Harry Pussy,
the Germs,
Pantytec,
Eve St. Jones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pylon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gories,
The Raincoats,
Freddie Wadling,
Kerri Chandler,
Yusef Lateef,
Technova,
Clear Light,
La Düsseldorf,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
D'Angelo,
Ossler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Royal Trux,
Severed Heads,
X-102,
Guru Guru,
The J.B.'s,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Ultra Naté,
The Seeds,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Slits,
E-Dancer,
Warsaw,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.