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 Papua New Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Soulsonic Force,
E-Dancer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mr. Review,
Technova,
The Slackers,
John Cale,
The Searchers,
Swell Maps,
Q and Not U,
Iggy Pop,
Byron Stingily,
Sex Pistols,
Bad Manners,
Cameo,
Man Parrish,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rekid,
New York Dolls,
Lindisfarne,
Lungfish,
Soft Cell,
Sound Behaviour,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Anakelly,
Lalann,
Dave Gahan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Pop Group,
The Birthday Party,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rapeman,
Hoover,
Boz Scaggs,
The Young Rascals,
Lee Hazlewood,
David McCallum,
Fatback Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Wally Richardson,
Brick,
Wasted Youth,
The Five Americans,
Procol Harum,
Chris Corsano,
Can,
Roxette,
The Move,
Lightning Bolt,
Josef K,
Guru Guru,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ken Boothe,
Sarah Menescal,
The Count Five,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.