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 Micronesia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Ronnie Foster,
Steve Hackett,
Eric B and Rakim,
Laurel Aitken,
Aural Exciters,
The Young Rascals,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cheater Slicks,
Ice-T,
Interpol,
Massinfluence,
Vainqueur,
Ponytail,
Sarah Menescal,
The Residents,
Brick,
Organ,
Gang Starr,
Ludus,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Warren Ellis,
Agent Orange,
Make Up,
The Techniques,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Erasure,
Bobby Byrd,
Joe Finger,
L. Decosne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Whodini,
Rekid,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Section 25,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scientists,
David Axelrod,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bluetip,
Nirvana,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Unwound,
Colin Newman,
Barrington Levy,
The Remains,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerri Chandler,
Cybotron,
Grauzone,
The Cure,
Funkadelic,
Negative Approach,
Vladislav Delay,
The Divine Comedy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.