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 Nicaragua and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord 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 Swell Maps to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Patti Smith,
Soft Cell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Index,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dawn Penn,
Harry Pussy,
Youth Brigade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radiohead,
LL Cool J,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Doobie Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
Kas Product,
Colin Newman,
June of 44,
Peter and Kerry,
cv313,
The Red Krayola,
Tres Demented,
Scan 7,
Harmonia,
AZ,
The Dirtbombs,
Brand Nubian,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül II,
Delta 5,
Desert Stars,
The Zeros,
Au Pairs,
Siglo XX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Massinfluence,
The Selecter,
Pussy Galore,
MDC,
Arthur Verocai,
the Germs,
Sandy B,
Rufus Thomas,
the Human League,
La Düsseldorf,
Arcadia,
Ken Boothe,
The Fortunes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lalo Schifrin,
PIL,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter & Gordon,
Quando Quango,
Bauhaus,
EPMD,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.