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 Mauritius and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Divine Comedy to the rock 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
X-102,
Roxette,
Matthew Bourne,
Arcadia,
Patti Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ponytail,
Jacques Brel,
Ronan,
The Techniques,
Curtis Mayfield,
Clear Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Flesh Eaters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Q and Not U,
Girls At Our Best!,
Intrusion,
Black Flag,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grey Daturas,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gun Club,
Mission of Burma,
Kurtis Blow,
Organ,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantytec,
The Toasters,
Nas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Faust,
Visage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Red Krayola,
Cybotron,
Aaron Thompson,
La Düsseldorf,
The Human League,
Shoche,
Gabor Szabo,
The Dirtbombs,
Niagra,
Anakelly,
the Normal,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Blues Magoos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warsaw,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiohead,
Half Japanese,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
Mark Hollis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.