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 Japan and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 Talk Talk to the crunk 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grauzone,
Make Up,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
Althea and Donna,
Oblivians,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Finger,
X-Ray Spex,
Chrome,
Moebius,
Dawn Penn,
Nirvana,
Thompson Twins,
kango's stein massive,
The Evens,
The Blues Magoos,
Amon Düül,
China Crisis,
Todd Rundgren,
AZ,
Dave Gahan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Pop Group,
Outsiders,
Connie Case,
Zero Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Kerri Chandler,
X-101,
The Leaves,
Swans,
Average White Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Fraelich,
Stereo Dub,
Eurythmics,
Groovy Waters,
Trumans Water,
Pere Ubu,
the Germs,
Charles Mingus,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Kinks,
Stiv Bators,
Cybotron,
The Cramps,
Skaos,
Jerry's Kids,
Kool Moe Dee,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
Schoolly D,
The Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
Visage,
Ken Boothe,
Delta 5,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.