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 Thailand and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Wasted Youth,
Television Personalities,
Little Man,
Surgeon,
Derrick May,
Darondo,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Sight & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lalann,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gories,
Eric Dolphy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tom Boy,
Susan Cadogan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacques Brel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anakelly,
Fad Gadget,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Schoolly D,
The Mojo Men,
Massinfluence,
The Skatalites,
Marine Girls,
One Last Wish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camberwell Now,
Eve St. Jones,
Rekid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
David McCallum,
The Modern Lovers,
L. Decosne,
Morten Harket,
Lalo Schifrin,
Al Stewart,
Sandy B,
kango's stein massive,
Danielle Patucci,
The Human League,
The Smiths,
Cameo,
Reagan Youth,
Barrington Levy,
The Mummies,
Albert Ayler,
Robert Görl,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
OOIOO,
Warren Ellis,
The Wake,
Wally Richardson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.