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 Spain and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 La Düsseldorf to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Names,
Japan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Trojans,
Heaven 17,
UT,
Bauhaus,
Moebius,
The Standells,
K-Klass,
The J.B.'s,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dark Day,
The Searchers,
The Cure,
The Toasters,
Darondo,
Nas,
Funkadelic,
Archie Shepp,
Sight & Sound,
Ohio Players,
Trumans Water,
X-101,
Joe Smooth,
Outsiders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bluetip,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Los Fastidios,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minnie Riperton,
kango's stein massive,
Au Pairs,
Royal Trux,
Pharoah Sanders,
Massinfluence,
Deepchord,
Magma,
Bobby Sherman,
Sarah Menescal,
Rod Modell,
Technova,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Duran Duran,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Parry Music,
Jandek,
Radiohead,
Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
Godley & Creme,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sixth Finger,
The Velvet Underground,
The Selecter,
Scientists,
The Golliwogs,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.