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 Uruguay and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Spoonie Gee to the disco 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Soft Cell,
Yellowson,
the Germs,
Marc Almond,
The Saints,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Make Up,
The Divine Comedy,
Qualms,
Flash Fearless,
Junior Murvin,
Pierre Henry,
Cluster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crash Course in Science,
X-101,
Bill Wells,
Circle Jerks,
The Count Five,
Derrick May,
Ken Boothe,
Das Ding,
The Buckinghams,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jacques Brel,
Grandmaster Flash,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Anakelly,
Henry Cow,
Pole,
Minutemen,
Monks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nico,
the Fania All-Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Darondo,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Livin' Joy,
Erasure,
H. Thieme,
Eric B and Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
the Normal,
Patti Smith,
Whodini,
Eddi Front,
Basic Channel,
Young Marble Giants,
Lindisfarne,
The Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hoover,
June Days,
A Certain Ratio,
Freddie Wadling,
David McCallum,
Tom Boy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.