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 Chad and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Lalo Schifrin to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Quadrant,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Shoche,
Amazonics,
Index,
Bronski Beat,
Max Romeo,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Byrd,
Kerri Chandler,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5,
The Victims,
E-Dancer,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Christie,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Inner City,
a-ha,
K-Klass,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flipper,
Hashim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aswad,
Todd Terry,
Organ,
Vladislav Delay,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Soft Cell,
The Associates,
The Velvet Underground,
The New Christs,
Liliput,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scientists,
Bill Near,
Kool Moe Dee,
Royal Trux,
Ken Boothe,
The Buckinghams,
Surgeon,
The Stooges,
Letta Mbulu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Selecter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
8 Eyed Spy,
Skarface,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Pus,
Masters at Work,
Bootsy Collins,
Fad Gadget,
Barclay James Harvest,
Reagan Youth,
Au Pairs,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.