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 Slovakia and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Nile Rodgers 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 R.M.O. to the rock 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Connie Case,
Roxy Music,
The Searchers,
June Days,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minutemen,
Isaac Hayes,
Rapeman,
Altered Images,
DNA,
Max Romeo,
Magma,
Niagra,
B.T. Express,
Blancmange,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ten City,
Bluetip,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Q65,
Radiohead,
The Walker Brothers,
David McCallum,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kerri Chandler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gong,
The American Breed,
Iggy Pop,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultravox,
Lou Christie,
10cc,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Sherman,
The Misunderstood,
The Modern Lovers,
Masters at Work,
Harry Pussy,
The Human League,
Tom Boy,
The Birthday Party,
Reagan Youth,
The Trojans,
Little Man,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
Public Enemy,
Slave,
Suicide,
Theoretical Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
Rod Modell,
Hardrive,
The Golliwogs,
John Holt,
FM Einheit,
H. Thieme,
Todd Terry,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.