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 Czech Republic 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Golliwogs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Vladislav Delay,
Sight & Sound,
Roxette,
Bronski Beat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minnie Riperton,
Young Marble Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Adolescents,
Alton Ellis,
Sällskapet,
Patti Smith,
Grauzone,
Flash Fearless,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Shuggie Otis,
Roxy Music,
Tom Boy,
Pylon,
Byron Stingily,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Barracudas,
Swans,
Nils Olav,
MDC,
Zapp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Zero Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bauhaus,
MC5,
Soft Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Doors,
Bobby Byrd,
The Offenders,
Theoretical Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scratch Acid,
Pierre Henry,
The Cramps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric Dolphy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mission of Burma,
Von Mondo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Saccharine Trust,
Jacques Brel,
Fear,
T.S.O.L.,
Lalann,
Bobby Womack,
Gong,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.