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 Solomon Islands and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Soul II Soul to the punk 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Howard Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
Ohio Players,
Heaven 17,
LL Cool J,
Piero Umiliani,
Rotary Connection,
Skaos,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra,
Todd Terry,
H. Thieme,
Ultra Naté,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minor Threat,
Freddie Wadling,
Unwound,
Icehouse,
Lindisfarne,
Camberwell Now,
E-Dancer,
Agitation Free,
Pantytec,
Livin' Joy,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Leaves,
Fat Boys,
Second Layer,
Nico,
Au Pairs,
The Velvet Underground,
Robert Görl,
Yazoo,
Blake Baxter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Womack,
The Blues Magoos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flipper,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pussy Galore,
Jandek,
Mr. Review,
The Doobie Brothers,
Television,
Electric Prunes,
Lower 48,
Toni Rubio,
The Neon Judgement,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rhythm & Sound,
Flamin' Groovies,
Inner City,
Neu!,
The Knickerbockers,
T.S.O.L.,
Brand Nubian,
a-ha,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.