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 Algeria and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joyce Sims 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Stereo Dub,
Unwound,
Skaos,
The Remains,
Wally Richardson,
Blancmange,
T.S.O.L.,
The Move,
Howard Jones,
Underground Resistance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
David Axelrod,
Brick,
Gang Gang Dance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Panda Bear,
Parry Music,
Massinfluence,
The Pop Group,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Byrd,
Connie Case,
Barrington Levy,
The New Christs,
Dual Sessions,
Carl Craig,
Rakim,
Fear,
the Germs,
UT,
Man Eating Sloth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sight & Sound,
Silicon Teens,
The Mummies,
Jerry's Kids,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Last Poets,
Harmonia,
Gichy Dan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Graham Central Station,
The Leaves,
F. McDonald,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxy Music,
Japan,
Minny Pops,
Stiv Bators,
Newcleus,
Youth Brigade,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wings,
Niagra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grauzone,
Grey Daturas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camouflage,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.