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 Congo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hardrive 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet 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 spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Chris Corsano,
Quando Quango,
Young Marble Giants,
Don Cherry,
Robert Wyatt,
Absolute Body Control,
Robert Görl,
The Mojo Men,
Scion,
Kevin Saunderson,
Colin Newman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gang Green,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun City Girls,
Vainqueur,
Moebius,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nils Olav,
Funky Four + One,
Pole,
Fluxion,
Ossler,
Desert Stars,
Trumans Water,
The Tremeloes,
Organ,
Lakeside,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aswad,
Kerrie Biddell,
Angry Samoans,
Au Pairs,
cv313,
Rod Modell,
Alison Limerick,
The Index,
The Pop Group,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Flag,
Ohio Players,
Agitation Free,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
Matthew Halsall,
David Bowie,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cheater Slicks,
Marine Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Section 25,
Grauzone,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Sneak,
The Victims,
Camberwell Now,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.