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 Egypt and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet 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 Hot Snakes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Pulsallama,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
a-ha,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Josef K,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
Stiv Bators,
Rekid,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Motions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Litter,
Pagans,
Lalann,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gabor Szabo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Maurizio,
The Move,
Procol Harum,
Main Source,
OOIOO,
Zapp,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Adolescents,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radio Birdman,
Rakim,
Lungfish,
Yusef Lateef,
Iggy Pop,
The Cure,
Amon Düül,
The Vogues,
Kurtis Blow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crime,
Amon Düül II,
Bronski Beat,
New Order,
The Misunderstood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Juan Atkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Clear Light,
the Human League,
Deakin,
Stetsasonic,
David Axelrod,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Todd Terry,
Blossom Toes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Animal Collective,
B.T. Express,
Patti Smith,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Byrd,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.