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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Detroit Cobras to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Michelle Simonal,
Television Personalities,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
Reuben Wilson,
Ice-T,
Flipper,
Whodini,
Stereo Dub,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kayak,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythm & Sound,
T. Rex,
Joensuu 1685,
FM Einheit,
Pantaleimon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Flag,
Black Pus,
June Days,
The Cure,
Flamin' Groovies,
Piero Umiliani,
James White and The Blacks,
The Litter,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter & Gordon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Schoolly D,
Joey Negro,
Moebius,
The Smiths,
The Blackbyrds,
A Certain Ratio,
Excepter,
Soul II Soul,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gichy Dan,
L. Decosne,
Nick Fraelich,
Howard Jones,
Bad Manners,
Wire,
Bush Tetras,
Bronski Beat,
Albert Ayler,
Fatback Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Steve Hackett,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kas Product,
Rufus Thomas,
The Evens,
Godley & Creme,
The Detroit Cobras,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.