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 Tonga and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Move to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Music Machine,
The Slits,
Monks,
Desert Stars,
Inner City,
Stereo Dub,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zero Boys,
Dark Day,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Görl,
Aural Exciters,
Cameo,
Moby Grape,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
The Gun Club,
Glenn Branca,
Gregory Isaacs,
Subhumans,
Jandek,
ABBA,
The Gories,
Motorama,
Colin Newman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Chris & Cosey,
JFA,
Vladislav Delay,
Sandy B,
Pussy Galore,
Joensuu 1685,
kango's stein massive,
Skaos,
Pere Ubu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cybotron,
Whodini,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rekid,
EPMD,
Jerry's Kids,
OOIOO,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mojo Men,
Davy DMX,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minnie Riperton,
Newcleus,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.