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 Iceland 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kayak to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Au Pairs,
Stetsasonic,
the Bar-Kays,
Alton Ellis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
R.M.O.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dennis Brown,
Arcadia,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dave Clark Five,
Accadde A,
The Moleskins,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Cecil Taylor,
Nils Olav,
David Axelrod,
10cc,
Graham Central Station,
Anthony Braxton,
LL Cool J,
Ten City,
Rufus Thomas,
Susan Cadogan,
Quantec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gap Band,
Gang of Four,
Ronnie Foster,
Mark Hollis,
L. Decosne,
Albert Ayler,
Pharoah Sanders,
Model 500,
a-ha,
Eurythmics,
Kenny Larkin,
Neil Young,
Delta 5,
Colin Newman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swell Maps,
Barrington Levy,
Cymande,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tears for Fears,
The Buckinghams,
Scratch Acid,
Josef K,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brand Nubian,
David Bowie,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.