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 Tajikistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 The Beau Brummels to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Human League,
Newcleus,
Aloha Tigers,
Shoche,
Black Flag,
Spoonie Gee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Iggy Pop,
The Beau Brummels,
The Grass Roots,
Thompson Twins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
MC5,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hasil Adkins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Junior Murvin,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
The Real Kids,
Pagans,
Rod Modell,
Agent Orange,
Jesper Dahlback,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker,
Smog,
Sugar Minott,
The Durutti Column,
Grauzone,
Unrelated Segments,
Japan,
Matthew Bourne,
Lindisfarne,
The Skatalites,
Y Pants,
The Slackers,
The Fire Engines,
Slave,
The Pop Group,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ossler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Radiohead,
Fluxion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Copeland,
Half Japanese,
Au Pairs,
Aaron Thompson,
Guru Guru,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
The Young Rascals,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.