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 Spain and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
CMW,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rod Modell,
the Human League,
The Trojans,
The Modern Lovers,
Nirvana,
Nik Kershaw,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The J.B.'s,
FM Einheit,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boz Scaggs,
This Heat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
The Victims,
The Happenings,
Iggy Pop,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Zeros,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joe Smooth,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerrie Biddell,
JFA,
Traffic Nightmare,
Slave,
Jacob Miller,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yusef Lateef,
The Raincoats,
Leonard Cohen,
Moss Icon,
Soul II Soul,
The Searchers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Public Enemy,
The Misunderstood,
Ornette Coleman,
Zapp,
Graham Central Station,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ituana,
Peter & Gordon,
Tommy Roe,
The Detroit Cobras,
Juan Atkins,
Model 500,
Laurel Aitken,
Hashim,
Fluxion,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Little Man,
New Age Steppers,
Quadrant,
Duran Duran,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bootsy Collins,
Tears for Fears,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.