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 Bulgaria and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pole to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Duran Duran,
Agent Orange,
Rosa Yemen,
Joey Negro,
Cal Tjader,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Neon Judgement,
Barrington Levy,
Sparks,
Drexciya,
Dorothy Ashby,
Brothers Johnson,
Cybotron,
The Moody Blues,
The Angels of Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Skatalites,
Robert Hood,
OOIOO,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marc Almond,
Ralphi Rosario,
Smog,
Crime,
Radio Birdman,
Dave Gahan,
Minutemen,
Sarah Menescal,
Warren Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Matthew Bourne,
The Birthday Party,
Oblivians,
Patti Smith,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monolake,
Underground Resistance,
The Cure,
Mars,
The Residents,
Bluetip,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra,
John Lydon,
Motorama,
Dual Sessions,
The Buckinghams,
Boredoms,
Porter Ricks,
Icehouse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Albert Ayler,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Clarke,
Franke,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.