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 Cape Verde and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Music Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Eric Dolphy,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fuzztones,
Quadrant,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pantaleimon,
Heaven 17,
Alton Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Swell Maps,
The Knickerbockers,
Ronnie Foster,
Rekid,
Harmonia,
Fat Boys,
Buzzcocks,
Royal Trux,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Associates,
Simply Red,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Severed Heads,
Bronski Beat,
Adolescents,
cv313,
Mark Hollis,
The Barracudas,
Morten Harket,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
The Buckinghams,
Pantytec,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Red Krayola,
Magma,
Liliput,
the Germs,
The Mummies,
Half Japanese,
Scan 7,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash,
Harry Pussy,
Cheater Slicks,
Fatback Band,
Joe Smooth,
Brass Construction,
Depeche Mode,
Dual Sessions,
Skaos,
Sparks,
The Sonics,
Gang Starr,
The Divine Comedy,
MC5,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Human League,
Shoche,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.