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 Luxembourg and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin 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 Jeff Lynne to the grunge 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Josef K,
Eurythmics,
Sun City Girls,
OOIOO,
Main Source,
Todd Terry,
Jeff Lynne,
Piero Umiliani,
Ituana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tommy Roe,
The Techniques,
Juan Atkins,
The Star Department,
Wally Richardson,
Joe Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Monks,
Mad Mike,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television Personalities,
the Association,
Derrick May,
Newcleus,
Arcadia,
Eli Mardock,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fad Gadget,
Blancmange,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
H. Thieme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Barracudas,
Spoonie Gee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABBA,
The Fuzztones,
Joyce Sims,
Parry Music,
Dennis Brown,
Swell Maps,
Ohio Players,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Selecter,
Todd Rundgren,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stereo Dub,
John Holt,
Ultravox,
Bush Tetras,
the Human League,
Gang Starr,
Y Pants,
Angry Samoans,
The Slits,
AZ,
Motorama,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Hill,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.