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 Spain and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar 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 Thompson Twins to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day 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?
Bush Tetras,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sex Pistols,
Icehouse,
Procol Harum,
Supertramp,
Yaz,
Y Pants,
Easy Going,
Monks,
Black Pus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joensuu 1685,
Iggy Pop,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alphaville,
Minor Threat,
Tomorrow,
Traffic Nightmare,
Matthew Bourne,
Unwound,
CMW,
The Trojans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crime,
These Immortal Souls,
Scrapy,
E-Dancer,
Urselle,
Rhythm & Sound,
Index,
The American Breed,
Echospace,
The Litter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ken Boothe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Hill,
Model 500,
Neu!,
Organ,
Barclay James Harvest,
Soft Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Eli Mardock,
Unrelated Segments,
Malaria!,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gories,
Avey Tare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scientists,
Second Layer,
Brand Nubian,
David Axelrod,
Isaac Hayes,
Yusef Lateef,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dead Boys,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.