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 Guinea and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare 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 Cybotron to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare,
Cymande,
Smog,
New Age Steppers,
Talk Talk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mojo Men,
Donald Byrd,
Bad Manners,
The Offenders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grey Daturas,
Average White Band,
Slick Rick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cure,
The Real Kids,
Alton Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sonics,
Traffic Nightmare,
Surgeon,
Lucky Dragons,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Bowie,
Kevin Saunderson,
Johnny Clarke,
Tim Buckley,
Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Pulsallama,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barbara Tucker,
Boz Scaggs,
The Stooges,
The New Christs,
K-Klass,
Peter & Gordon,
Fela Kuti,
Siglo XX,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ten City,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fat Boys,
Josef K,
Essential Logic,
Cybotron,
Robert Hood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Excepter,
Skarface,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.