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 Mongolia and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Big Daddy Kane to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
The Wake,
Kas Product,
Soul II Soul,
F. McDonald,
Ronnie Foster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
X-102,
T. Rex,
Yusef Lateef,
The Human League,
48th St. Collective,
China Crisis,
Television Personalities,
Michelle Simonal,
Ituana,
Soul Sonic Force,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Blues Magoos,
Porter Ricks,
Letta Mbulu,
Talk Talk,
Zapp,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Agitation Free,
Robert Görl,
Howard Jones,
Suicide,
Arcadia,
Glenn Branca,
Charles Mingus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Remains,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nik Kershaw,
LL Cool J,
Subhumans,
Yaz,
10cc,
Fatback Band,
Ohio Players,
Scott Walker,
Laurel Aitken,
Flamin' Groovies,
Faust,
Monolake,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lakeside,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q and Not U,
The Mojo Men,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Underground Resistance,
Colin Newman,
Sex Pistols,
the Human League,
The Stooges,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.