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 Bahrain and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Chrome to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fatback Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Shoche,
Soul II Soul,
Marc Almond,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quantec,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Busters,
Marvin Gaye,
Urselle,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeff Lynne,
Fear,
Alton Ellis,
Sandy B,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mary Jane Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pylon,
Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Matthew Bourne,
the Association,
Panda Bear,
cv313,
The Fuzztones,
Slick Rick,
Stiv Bators,
The J.B.'s,
The New Christs,
Spoonie Gee,
Liliput,
R.M.O.,
Quadrant,
Bizarre Inc.,
Darondo,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yellowson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Davy DMX,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Interpol,
Alison Limerick,
Freddie Wadling,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Pantaleimon,
The Music Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
Colin Newman,
New Age Steppers,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.