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 South Africa and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes 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 Tom Boy to the techno 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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
10cc,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
Inner City,
The Doors,
Joey Negro,
The Searchers,
Black Flag,
Cluster,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Byrd,
The J.B.'s,
Barrington Levy,
Funkadelic,
Rakim,
Electric Prunes,
Metal Thangz,
Dawn Penn,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cymande,
Fatback Band,
Alphaville,
OOIOO,
The Martian,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
The Velvet Underground,
Anakelly,
Roxette,
Groovy Waters,
Eddi Front,
These Immortal Souls,
Qualms,
Howard Jones,
Scrapy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Erasure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nico,
Ludus,
Grey Daturas,
Rhythm & Sound,
Outsiders,
Sister Nancy,
Bad Manners,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Golliwogs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pantytec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ken Boothe,
Neil Young,
Mark Hollis,
Pylon,
Tres Demented,
Clear Light,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.