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 Costa Rica and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fall,
The American Breed,
Y Pants,
Absolute Body Control,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Erasure,
Au Pairs,
H. Thieme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Soulsonic Force,
Wire,
Althea and Donna,
Skaos,
Dorothy Ashby,
Harry Pussy,
Jerry's Kids,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harmonia,
Bronski Beat,
The Tremeloes,
Brick,
Bobby Sherman,
La Düsseldorf,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Country Teasers,
Nils Olav,
Moss Icon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Kinks,
Ossler,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kayak,
the Sonics,
Eric Dolphy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q and Not U,
Slave,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fugs,
Albert Ayler,
AZ,
Hot Snakes,
Sparks,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker,
Talk Talk,
Erykah Badu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Archie Shepp,
Henry Cow,
Josef K,
the Human League,
The Pop Group,
The Busters,
Whodini,
The Gladiators,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.