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 Belarus and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fad Gadget to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Nirvana,
The Happenings,
Eli Mardock,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yazoo,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zero Boys,
In Retrospect,
Bizarre Inc.,
Althea and Donna,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fatback Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Tim Buckley,
Sex Pistols,
The Invisible,
Jacob Miller,
New York Dolls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nico,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
Laurel Aitken,
Maurizio,
LL Cool J,
Erasure,
Yaz,
Hashim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dirtbombs,
Japan,
Fugazi,
The Monochrome Set,
Marcia Griffiths,
DJ Style,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Foxx,
Warsaw,
The Human League,
Talk Talk,
The Gladiators,
Second Layer,
Pere Ubu,
Gil Scott Heron,
The American Breed,
Morten Harket,
Pantytec,
Gong,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joyce Sims,
Essential Logic,
Sparks,
Lakeside,
The Count Five,
the Soft Cell,
Pole,
Eden Ahbez,
Funkadelic,
Spoonie Gee,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.