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 Netherlands and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Soft Cell to the dance 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Pulsallama,
Bob Dylan,
Crime,
Mo-Dettes,
Soulsonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
Little Man,
L. Decosne,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
Ten City,
Babytalk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gichy Dan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
ABBA,
Tres Demented,
Faraquet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Infiniti,
Average White Band,
The Searchers,
Kayak,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Seeds,
Audionom,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Rites of Spring,
Byron Stingily,
The Saints,
Scratch Acid,
Heaven 17,
Dawn Penn,
Buzzcocks,
Grauzone,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rakim,
Yusef Lateef,
Pantytec,
Country Teasers,
Urselle,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Main Source,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Donald Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eli Mardock,
Duran Duran,
a-ha,
Yellowson,
The Toasters,
Joey Negro,
Intrusion,
Piero Umiliani,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Dolphy,
The Martian,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.