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 United States and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum 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 Patti Smith to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Fela Kuti,
The Litter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yaz,
Skaos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Heaven 17,
the Germs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Byron Stingily,
The Misunderstood,
The Neon Judgement,
Spoonie Gee,
Audionom,
Marine Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Icehouse,
Hasil Adkins,
Neu!,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Halsall,
John Coltrane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moss Icon,
Joe Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Arab on Radar,
Sister Nancy,
Skarface,
The Residents,
Nico,
The Angels of Light,
Television,
T. Rex,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Black Dice,
Flipper,
Camberwell Now,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
Amon Düül,
Derrick May,
Cluster,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Faust,
Moebius,
Donny Hathaway,
KRS-One,
DNA,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Reuben Wilson,
Mo-Dettes,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.