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 Namibia and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Audionom to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
The Grass Roots,
Lakeside,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The United States of America,
The Names,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cybotron,
Television Personalities,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Aloha Tigers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Dirtbombs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Green,
Marine Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Ohio Players,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crash Course in Science,
Agitation Free,
Ultravox,
Con Funk Shun,
Stetsasonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terry Callier,
Lou Reed,
Quando Quango,
Curtis Mayfield,
New York Dolls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxette,
John Coltrane,
DNA,
The Tremeloes,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker,
Peter & Gordon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minor Threat,
Wire,
The Sonics,
Robert Hood,
the Normal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Essential Logic,
The Human League,
Godley & Creme,
Anakelly,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.