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 Turkey and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Black Dice to the funk 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Magma,
Dennis Brown,
The Kinks,
Cluster,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Intrusion,
Gang of Four,
Lucky Dragons,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Patti Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sparks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mark Hollis,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Finger,
Rakim,
Skriet,
Erasure,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Trojans,
cv313,
Talk Talk,
Brand Nubian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Piero Umiliani,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Evens,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gladiators,
Ice-T,
Bobby Womack,
Eden Ahbez,
Anthony Braxton,
Pole,
Lou Reed,
The Litter,
The Names,
Man Parrish,
Isaac Hayes,
F. McDonald,
Guru Guru,
Joey Negro,
Idris Muhammad,
Pantytec,
Kayak,
Excepter,
The Buckinghams,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soul II Soul,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Normal,
Judy Mowatt,
Kas Product,
Yusef Lateef,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Music Machine,
The J.B.'s,
Nas,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.