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 Nigeria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Dave Clark Five to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Wake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bronski Beat,
The Birthday Party,
the Human League,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
One Last Wish,
DNA,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ponytail,
Sun Ra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lightning Bolt,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Bobby Sherman,
The Litter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Stooges,
Pet Shop Boys,
Whodini,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fat Boys,
Yaz,
Roger Hodgson,
The Star Department,
Echospace,
Von Mondo,
The Martian,
Tres Demented,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Erykah Badu,
Patti Smith,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Infiniti,
The Moody Blues,
Qualms,
Lou Christie,
China Crisis,
The Vogues,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Motions,
Tommy Roe,
The Last Poets,
Ronan,
the Normal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed,
Marvin Gaye,
Masters at Work,
Crash Course in Science,
Grauzone,
Surgeon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
Excepter,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.