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 Canada and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Japan to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Quando Quango,
The Red Krayola,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alison Limerick,
Scrapy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Human League,
Aural Exciters,
The Count Five,
Ossler,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Halsall,
Iggy Pop,
Thee Headcoats,
Blossom Toes,
Darondo,
Derrick May,
David Bowie,
Y Pants,
Animal Collective,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The American Breed,
Soul II Soul,
Janne Schatter,
Schoolly D,
Mad Mike,
The Busters,
Moby Grape,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monks,
Erasure,
Sarah Menescal,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cal Tjader,
Blake Baxter,
Zapp,
The Human League,
Urselle,
Donny Hathaway,
Rites of Spring,
UT,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Leaves,
Gichy Dan,
Wasted Youth,
Donald Byrd,
Hasil Adkins,
Sex Pistols,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eli Mardock,
The Slackers,
The Fortunes,
The Five Americans,
a-ha,
The Golliwogs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.