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 East Timor and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 crunk 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
UT,
Lebanon Hanover,
Magma,
Chris Corsano,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nirvana,
La Düsseldorf,
CMW,
Sixth Finger,
Tommy Roe,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Moleskins,
Ohio Players,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soul II Soul,
Reagan Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
The Red Krayola,
The Selecter,
Monks,
Roxy Music,
Grauzone,
Bill Wells,
OOIOO,
Blancmange,
Eli Mardock,
Ponytail,
Procol Harum,
Spandau Ballet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jawbox,
T.S.O.L.,
China Crisis,
Siglo XX,
The Black Dice,
Todd Terry,
Malaria!,
The Human League,
Basic Channel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aaron Thompson,
The Durutti Column,
Duran Duran,
The Slits,
Connie Case,
Steve Hackett,
Minutemen,
The Barracudas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
New Age Steppers,
Sun Ra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Severed Heads,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.