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 Guinea-Bissau and from Tehran.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Walker Brothers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
UT,
Pulsallama,
ABBA,
Darondo,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joe Smooth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Subhumans,
The Divine Comedy,
Jeff Lynne,
E-Dancer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cal Tjader,
Johnny Clarke,
Henry Cow,
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Raincoats,
Yellowson,
Sugar Minott,
Deakin,
Model 500,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Average White Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Rundgren,
Tim Buckley,
New Age Steppers,
Sister Nancy,
Skarface,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brothers Johnson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Von Mondo,
Bronski Beat,
Joensuu 1685,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Normal,
The Standells,
Stetsasonic,
Infiniti,
Graham Central Station,
Ossler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
R.M.O.,
The Black Dice,
Pantytec,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Victims,
Thee Headcoats,
Symarip,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.