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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Michael McDonald 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 Maleditus Sound to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cowsills,
Arthur Verocai,
Scientists,
Gong,
the Association,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Sherman,
The United States of America,
David Axelrod,
Peter and Kerry,
Graham Central Station,
Visage,
a-ha,
Amon Düül,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barry Ungar,
The Invisible,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eurythmics,
The Pretty Things,
The Offenders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Goldenarms,
Television Personalities,
Jeff Lynne,
Electric Prunes,
Mantronix,
Idris Muhammad,
Hashim,
Sparks,
David McCallum,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ossler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rekid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
R.M.O.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kas Product,
Janne Schatter,
Television,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ice-T,
Icehouse,
Sun City Girls,
10cc,
the Swans,
Susan Cadogan,
The Gap Band,
Marine Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Victims,
Davy DMX,
Scott Walker,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.