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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Bob Dylan to the jazz 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
FM Einheit,
Al Stewart,
Organ,
Steve Hackett,
The Searchers,
Los Fastidios,
Half Japanese,
R.M.O.,
Young Marble Giants,
Erykah Badu,
Dead Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gun Club,
Funky Four + One,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fela Kuti,
Connie Case,
Harry Pussy,
The Associates,
JFA,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joey Negro,
The Stooges,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Saccharine Trust,
PIL,
Roxette,
Eden Ahbez,
The Standells,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reagan Youth,
Urselle,
8 Eyed Spy,
New Order,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Offenders,
The Mummies,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Lydon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Johnny Clarke,
Gabor Szabo,
Jandek,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jeff Mills,
Grey Daturas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Godley & Creme,
Porter Ricks,
Ken Boothe,
Alison Limerick,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stereo Dub,
Ten City,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.