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 Turkey and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bluetip to the dance 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Japan,
the Normal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stereo Dub,
Marine Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Gabor Szabo,
Kerri Chandler,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bronski Beat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Saccharine Trust,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Harry Pussy,
Absolute Body Control,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mad Mike,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Severed Heads,
Echospace,
The Count Five,
Little Man,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Vogues,
David Bowie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Archie Shepp,
Brand Nubian,
Clear Light,
Camouflage,
Gil Scott Heron,
Silicon Teens,
Black Sheep,
China Crisis,
Malaria!,
Avey Tare,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ice-T,
Make Up,
the Swans,
Fat Boys,
David McCallum,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Zapp,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wolf Eyes,
X-102,
Urselle,
The Sonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Five Americans,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.