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 Gabon and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Joensuu 1685 to the dance 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arab on Radar,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Raincoats,
Pharoah Sanders,
Guru Guru,
The Searchers,
The Sound,
Delta 5,
Susan Cadogan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Clear Light,
Pylon,
Howard Jones,
Ludus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wally Richardson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Angels of Light,
Eddi Front,
Chrome,
A Certain Ratio,
Lalann,
Bluetip,
Echospace,
Excepter,
Drexciya,
The Martian,
The Trojans,
Marine Girls,
The Five Americans,
The Offenders,
Nas,
Anthony Braxton,
DNA,
Thee Headcoats,
Cheater Slicks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gap Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Associates,
Malaria!,
Unwound,
Spandau Ballet,
the Association,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The American Breed,
Grey Daturas,
OOIOO,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joe Finger,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Görl,
Jeff Mills,
Godley & Creme,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.