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 Greece and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sixth Finger to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Lower 48,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
OOIOO,
kango's stein massive,
Eddi Front,
Pantaleimon,
Oblivians,
Monks,
The Fortunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Isaac Hayes,
Masters at Work,
Parry Music,
Bluetip,
a-ha,
Brick,
Barrington Levy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Silicon Teens,
Crispy Ambulance,
New Order,
Magma,
Rakim,
Jawbox,
the Association,
Charles Mingus,
Stetsasonic,
the Human League,
Todd Rundgren,
Electric Prunes,
Flash Fearless,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rekid,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cure,
Lindisfarne,
Mantronix,
Johnny Clarke,
Dave Gahan,
Piero Umiliani,
Malaria!,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
PIL,
Average White Band,
The Skatalites,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Christie,
Lakeside,
The Motions,
Excepter,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Hood,
The Alarm Clocks,
Y Pants,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.