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 Luxembourg and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Kas Product to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Von Mondo,
The United States of America,
Camberwell Now,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Slits,
Sister Nancy,
Depeche Mode,
Jerry's Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Laurel Aitken,
Absolute Body Control,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Todd Rundgren,
Neil Young,
Michelle Simonal,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Style,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jacques Brel,
Groovy Waters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eric Dolphy,
Mission of Burma,
Lee Hazlewood,
Easy Going,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Neon Judgement,
Eurythmics,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Vogues,
Essential Logic,
Blake Baxter,
Kas Product,
Skarface,
Jawbox,
Maleditus Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
New Order,
Matthew Halsall,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rosa Yemen,
Crispy Ambulance,
Animal Collective,
The Barracudas,
Pere Ubu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Motions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lungfish,
The Gun Club,
Zapp,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Underground Resistance,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.