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 Russia and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Inner City to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Jerry's Kids,
Slave,
Mantronix,
Laurel Aitken,
Flash Fearless,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Misunderstood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Das Ding,
Excepter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ten City,
Clear Light,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barclay James Harvest,
Connie Case,
Dave Gahan,
H. Thieme,
Con Funk Shun,
In Retrospect,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ornette Coleman,
Agitation Free,
Guru Guru,
Quantec,
Roger Hodgson,
Boz Scaggs,
Hot Snakes,
Sonic Youth,
Harmonia,
Fluxion,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
the Association,
Scrapy,
PIL,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Trumans Water,
Subhumans,
Malaria!,
The Happenings,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nirvana,
Kurtis Blow,
Shoche,
Nils Olav,
Livin' Joy,
Sugar Minott,
The Human League,
Carl Craig,
Albert Ayler,
The Busters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.