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 Nepal and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
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 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 David Bowie 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 Sex Pistols to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lyres,
The Black Dice,
Aswad,
The Pretty Things,
Basic Channel,
David Bowie,
Duran Duran,
Stetsasonic,
Model 500,
The Kinks,
Eve St. Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Invisible,
Angry Samoans,
Patti Smith,
Y Pants,
Warren Ellis,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Dave Clark Five,
Harry Pussy,
The Tremeloes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gun Club,
Hot Snakes,
Bad Manners,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pere Ubu,
David McCallum,
Tears for Fears,
Negative Approach,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Underground Resistance,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donald Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yusef Lateef,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Darondo,
The Monks,
Barbara Tucker,
Mo-Dettes,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
Idris Muhammad,
Aural Exciters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Victims,
Robert Görl,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wasted Youth,
Maurizio,
Delta 5,
The Velvet Underground,
Skriet,
Chris Corsano,
Electric Light Orchestra,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.