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 Sri Lanka and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Heaven 17 to the punk 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
E-Dancer,
ABBA,
Kayak,
The Neon Judgement,
Shuggie Otis,
The Flesh Eaters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
D'Angelo,
The Stooges,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mark Hollis,
Echospace,
The Fortunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Flag,
The Trojans,
The Cramps,
The Names,
Visage,
Aloha Tigers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stetsasonic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Clear Light,
Amazonics,
Aaron Thompson,
The Cure,
Eric Dolphy,
New Order,
The Real Kids,
Monks,
Henry Cow,
Ten City,
Main Source,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Erykah Badu,
Sister Nancy,
Cal Tjader,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
T. Rex,
John Lydon,
Absolute Body Control,
Quando Quango,
Bronski Beat,
Pantytec,
Babytalk,
Bootsy Collins,
Half Japanese,
Danielle Patucci,
These Immortal Souls,
Soft Cell,
Qualms,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Smooth,
Minor Threat,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.