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 India and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gerry Rafferty to the funk 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Cymande,
Agent Orange,
Radiohead,
Essential Logic,
Minny Pops,
Pere Ubu,
Flipper,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cybotron,
Tom Boy,
Fugazi,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Seeds,
Fear,
The Fortunes,
Aswad,
Charles Mingus,
Intrusion,
The Searchers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Knickerbockers,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Lydon,
Rotary Connection,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Modern Lovers,
Chris Corsano,
James White and The Blacks,
The Kinks,
Eric Copeland,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Zapp,
Mo-Dettes,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dave Gahan,
The American Breed,
Connie Case,
Marc Almond,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Television,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
Moss Icon,
Donald Byrd,
Banda Bassotti,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy Collins,
Parry Music,
Simply Red,
Skarface,
The Busters,
Max Romeo,
Joe Smooth,
Soulsonic Force,
Soft Cell,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.