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 Monaco and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Con Funk Shun to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Camberwell Now,
E-Dancer,
Carl Craig,
Smog,
Warsaw,
Buzzcocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rekid,
UT,
Fad Gadget,
Isaac Hayes,
Crooked Eye,
Television Personalities,
Jawbox,
The Tremeloes,
Rites of Spring,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Anakelly,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
Kaleidoscope,
Hashim,
Black Moon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gerry Rafferty,
H. Thieme,
Girls At Our Best!,
Don Cherry,
Thee Headcoats,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pagans,
Peter & Gordon,
Connie Case,
Pussy Galore,
Television,
Model 500,
Graham Central Station,
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül,
Theoretical Girls,
Dave Gahan,
Angry Samoans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacques Brel,
The Happenings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Easy Going,
Pantaleimon,
Roy Ayers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tommy Roe,
The Knickerbockers,
Skaos,
The Walker Brothers,
Roger Hodgson,
The Moleskins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.