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 Barbados and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer 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 John Holt to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faust,
Kayak,
Stetsasonic,
Tomorrow,
Marine Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fall,
Fugazi,
Althea and Donna,
The Offenders,
Altered Images,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lungfish,
Dennis Brown,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gichy Dan,
Saccharine Trust,
Isaac Hayes,
Sexual Harrassment,
One Last Wish,
The Young Rascals,
Arthur Verocai,
Soulsonic Force,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Angels of Light,
Peter & Gordon,
Lower 48,
Popol Vuh,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantytec,
Rotary Connection,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Slits,
Rosa Yemen,
Technova,
The J.B.'s,
The Zeros,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Black Dice,
Maleditus Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rekid,
Camouflage,
Ten City,
The Count Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Japan,
Icehouse,
The Residents,
UT,
Glenn Branca,
Kerri Chandler,
The Motions,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.