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 Brunei and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator 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 Soulsonic Force to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
MDC,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cymande,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Deakin,
The Misunderstood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alison Limerick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Agitation Free,
Electric Prunes,
Aloha Tigers,
The Five Americans,
Ponytail,
The Gladiators,
Masters at Work,
Ultra Naté,
Piero Umiliani,
Sonny Sharrock,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cramps,
Niagra,
Ten City,
The Dead C,
Steve Hackett,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bob Dylan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mission of Burma,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
The Young Rascals,
The Pop Group,
Icehouse,
The Victims,
Slick Rick,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monolake,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skaos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ice-T,
Hot Snakes,
Wasted Youth,
Saccharine Trust,
Arthur Verocai,
Infiniti,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
FM Einheit,
Kayak,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Unrelated Segments,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Graham Central Station,
Robert Wyatt,
Scrapy,
Massinfluence,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.