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 Kuwait and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Roger Hodgson to the punk 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Liliput,
Pet Shop Boys,
U.S. Maple,
Visage,
Talk Talk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Moon,
Index,
Warsaw,
Susan Cadogan,
Fat Boys,
Sun Ra,
Funkadelic,
Kaleidoscope,
Brand Nubian,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
X-Ray Spex,
Niagra,
Barrington Levy,
The Mummies,
Aloha Tigers,
Joensuu 1685,
Bill Near,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Starr,
Simply Red,
Zapp,
Skarface,
The Names,
Buzzcocks,
Scion,
Babytalk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fall,
Angry Samoans,
Peter & Gordon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gories,
Yusef Lateef,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neu!,
Leonard Cohen,
Quando Quango,
Camouflage,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
DNA,
Panda Bear,
Outsiders,
Roxy Music,
The Residents,
Kurtis Blow,
the Slits,
Section 25,
the Association,
Letta Mbulu,
Pierre Henry,
Livin' Joy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.