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 Angola and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Radiohead 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
The Toasters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
Gabor Szabo,
Glenn Branca,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Soft Cell,
Pierre Henry,
The Gap Band,
Au Pairs,
Delta 5,
James White and The Blacks,
Pulsallama,
Toni Rubio,
Gong,
Gang Green,
Nirvana,
Lyres,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pagans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Remains,
Marvin Gaye,
Country Teasers,
Wings,
The Invisible,
David McCallum,
Bad Manners,
The Cowsills,
Cybotron,
Al Stewart,
The Barracudas,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soft Machine,
Rod Modell,
Andrew Hill,
Minutemen,
Barry Ungar,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Vogues,
Bootsy Collins,
Jawbox,
Yazoo,
The Fugs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Index,
Derrick May,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra,
10cc,
Supertramp,
Bill Wells,
LL Cool J,
Angry Samoans,
Adolescents,
Jeru the Damaja,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.