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 Bolivia and from Mexico City.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rakim to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro 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 linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siglo XX,
The Gladiators,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Simply Red,
Blossom Toes,
The United States of America,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lungfish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Toni Rubio,
Godley & Creme,
New Order,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Pop Group,
Donald Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
Model 500,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Star Department,
Barbara Tucker,
Susan Cadogan,
The Walker Brothers,
Dave Gahan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Banda Bassotti,
Little Man,
Stockholm Monsters,
Iggy Pop,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dead Boys,
the Slits,
Max Romeo,
The Cowsills,
The Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scratch Acid,
Eli Mardock,
La Düsseldorf,
Archie Shepp,
Audionom,
Anakelly,
Yazoo,
Cameo,
Grey Daturas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Half Japanese,
Darondo,
Gang Green,
One Last Wish,
Yellowson,
Hashim,
Heaven 17,
Q65,
Erykah Badu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.