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 Kyrgyzstan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare 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 EPMD to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
The Smoke,
A Certain Ratio,
New Order,
Neil Young,
Bronski Beat,
the Slits,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quantec,
Chrome,
Unrelated Segments,
Oblivians,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visage,
Japan,
Bauhaus,
Negative Approach,
Stetsasonic,
Connie Case,
Guru Guru,
Man Parrish,
Wasted Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
E-Dancer,
Ultravox,
Agitation Free,
Steve Hackett,
the Fania All-Stars,
Can,
Glenn Branca,
the Soft Cell,
Scratch Acid,
Janne Schatter,
Blake Baxter,
Excepter,
Sam Rivers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rites of Spring,
The Standells,
Dual Sessions,
the Bar-Kays,
The Last Poets,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
LL Cool J,
Lou Christie,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Organ,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Style,
Symarip,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gap Band,
Hasil Adkins,
This Heat,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.