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 Germany and from Manchester.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pole to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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 Tremeloes,
Alison Limerick,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultra Naté,
Marshall Jefferson,
Michelle Simonal,
Quando Quango,
the Soft Cell,
ABBA,
Metal Thangz,
Byron Stingily,
The Names,
Eli Mardock,
10cc,
Porter Ricks,
Altered Images,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harry Pussy,
The Young Rascals,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Icehouse,
Unrelated Segments,
Chris Corsano,
Joensuu 1685,
Vladislav Delay,
The Beau Brummels,
Wire,
Erykah Badu,
Soul II Soul,
The Motions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Blackbyrds,
Donny Hathaway,
The Black Dice,
Subhumans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Cale,
The United States of America,
Junior Murvin,
CMW,
E-Dancer,
John Holt,
The Mummies,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jacob Miller,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeff Lynne,
Slick Rick,
Freddie Wadling,
Chris & Cosey,
Make Up,
Hashim,
Deadbeat,
The Searchers,
Fugazi,
Jeff Mills,
Masters at Work,
Ituana,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.