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 Kenya and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Robert Hood to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Arcadia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nico,
Ohio Players,
Tomorrow,
David McCallum,
Bronski Beat,
Marc Almond,
Minnie Riperton,
Cecil Taylor,
X-Ray Spex,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sister Nancy,
The Dead C,
Rakim,
Michelle Simonal,
B.T. Express,
The Zeros,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlback,
Idris Muhammad,
Depeche Mode,
Robert Hood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
June of 44,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Moon,
X-101,
ABC,
Johnny Osbourne,
Au Pairs,
The Buckinghams,
Skaos,
Motorama,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiohead,
Blake Baxter,
E-Dancer,
Hashim,
Pere Ubu,
Iggy Pop,
Masters at Work,
Sound Behaviour,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Second Layer,
Suicide,
Tommy Roe,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Christie,
Piero Umiliani,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oneida,
Marine Girls,
Hoover,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cure,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.