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 Burkina 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scion to the dance 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Josef K,
Essential Logic,
Scratch Acid,
Peter & Gordon,
Joy Division,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Doobie Brothers,
Section 25,
The Litter,
Liliput,
Cabaret Voltaire,
X-102,
John Coltrane,
The Cramps,
Erykah Badu,
Alton Ellis,
The Sonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moebius,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roxette,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Slits,
Siglo XX,
Harry Pussy,
Trumans Water,
Ronnie Foster,
Grey Daturas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fortunes,
Scion,
Kayak,
Dual Sessions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Outsiders,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Von Mondo,
Technova,
The Evens,
Anthony Braxton,
Glenn Branca,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quadrant,
DNA,
Soft Cell,
Neu!,
Cheater Slicks,
The Music Machine,
Blossom Toes,
Silicon Teens,
Niagra,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric Dolphy,
Ohio Players,
Absolute Body Control,
Jerry's Kids,
Livin' Joy,
Bad Manners,
Mandrill,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.