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 Eritrea and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yazoo to the grime 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Heaven 17,
Niagra,
Cymande,
Lower 48,
Section 25,
Rufus Thomas,
Mandrill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sonics,
Rekid,
Laurel Aitken,
Mad Mike,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scientists,
World's Most,
Depeche Mode,
The United States of America,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Order,
The Leaves,
Wolf Eyes,
Vladislav Delay,
Con Funk Shun,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Reagan Youth,
Lyres,
Rosa Yemen,
The Human League,
The Modern Lovers,
Rites of Spring,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Foxx,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mary Jane Girls,
Agitation Free,
Barbara Tucker,
Neil Young,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
Deepchord,
Index,
Dual Sessions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Simply Red,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Darondo,
Matthew Bourne,
The Associates,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MDC,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Carl Craig,
Circle Jerks,
Scion,
Eve St. Jones,
Tres Demented,
Au Pairs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Sheep,
Man Parrish,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.