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 Libya and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nirvana to the rock 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Technova,
R.M.O.,
Colin Newman,
Bill Wells,
Loose Ends,
Crash Course in Science,
Los Fastidios,
Donny Hathaway,
Kevin Saunderson,
Max Romeo,
The Star Department,
MC5,
a-ha,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
The Modern Lovers,
Stereo Dub,
The Alarm Clocks,
Funkadelic,
Newcleus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quando Quango,
Chrome,
Soft Machine,
Aaron Thompson,
Ponytail,
Dave Gahan,
Tommy Roe,
Khruangbin,
Hardrive,
The Selecter,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Metal Thangz,
Liliput,
The Doors,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The United States of America,
ABC,
The Buckinghams,
The Cowsills,
The Remains,
John Foxx,
Andrew Hill,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Hashim,
FM Einheit,
Scrapy,
Lindisfarne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Parrish,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Pop Group,
The Divine Comedy,
Al Stewart,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marmalade,
Peter & Gordon,
Adolescents,
Television Personalities,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.