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 Tonga and from Lille.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare 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 Pole to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kayak,
Lou Christie,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul II Soul,
Inner City,
X-102,
Guru Guru,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
Monolake,
The Trojans,
Roxy Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cal Tjader,
Harmonia,
The Golliwogs,
The Star Department,
The Cramps,
Zapp,
The Fortunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
FM Einheit,
Byron Stingily,
Isaac Hayes,
Y Pants,
Deepchord,
Hashim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aural Exciters,
Spandau Ballet,
The Human League,
Avey Tare,
Kas Product,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Robert Hood,
Japan,
MC5,
the Germs,
Wally Richardson,
Pantytec,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boz Scaggs,
June Days,
Dennis Brown,
The Buckinghams,
the Sonics,
Sonic Youth,
Liliput,
a-ha,
Sparks,
Michelle Simonal,
New York Dolls,
The Cowsills,
China Crisis,
Hoover,
The Raincoats,
Outsiders,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.