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 Tajikistan and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Brass Construction to the grime 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Pierre Henry,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Grass Roots,
Nik Kershaw,
Camouflage,
Stiv Bators,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Associates,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed,
Terry Callier,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fuzztones,
Morten Harket,
The Durutti Column,
Josef K,
D'Angelo,
Colin Newman,
Soft Cell,
Byron Stingily,
Silicon Teens,
the Human League,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lee Hazlewood,
New York Dolls,
the Association,
Rosa Yemen,
Rakim,
Black Bananas,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric Copeland,
Lungfish,
Judy Mowatt,
Franke,
PIL,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Moon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The J.B.'s,
The Wake,
Ultra Naté,
The Doors,
Symarip,
X-102,
Negative Approach,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Soft Cell,
Livin' Joy,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.