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 Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Michael McDonald 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the dance 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
The Vogues,
Flash Fearless,
Isaac Hayes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Althea and Donna,
Warren Ellis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quadrant,
Patti Smith,
Scientists,
Rotary Connection,
Hardrive,
The Dave Clark Five,
La Düsseldorf,
A Certain Ratio,
Alison Limerick,
The Velvet Underground,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Grass Roots,
Ponytail,
FM Einheit,
John Foxx,
The Techniques,
Robert Hood,
Eurythmics,
The Fugs,
Davy DMX,
Grey Daturas,
Ralphi Rosario,
Schoolly D,
Amazonics,
Visage,
Scion,
Kurtis Blow,
Boredoms,
Zapp,
Slick Rick,
Sandy B,
Freddie Wadling,
a-ha,
Thee Headcoats,
LL Cool J,
Toni Rubio,
The Misunderstood,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Graham Central Station,
Lucky Dragons,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Desert Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boz Scaggs,
Symarip,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Bowie,
Lee Hazlewood,
Groovy Waters,
Idris Muhammad,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.