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 Iceland and from New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris & Cosey,
Organ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Accadde A,
Mantronix,
Soft Cell,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
Severed Heads,
Infiniti,
Masters at Work,
Ten City,
The Residents,
Colin Newman,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Selecter,
Althea and Donna,
Camberwell Now,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
The J.B.'s,
Bronski Beat,
Scan 7,
Monolake,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neu!,
Brand Nubian,
The Young Rascals,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sexual Harrassment,
Khruangbin,
Duran Duran,
Kenny Larkin,
Deepchord,
Schoolly D,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
Scion,
Theoretical Girls,
Skriet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pussy Galore,
E-Dancer,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visage,
Sarah Menescal,
Brick,
Rotary Connection,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cowsills,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.