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 Taiwan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Audionom to the funk 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Goldenarms,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Parrish,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
Grauzone,
Kaleidoscope,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül II,
Kurtis Blow,
Khruangbin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
B.T. Express,
Mad Mike,
Sparks,
Gang of Four,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Japan,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nico,
Ornette Coleman,
The Victims,
Lower 48,
The Modern Lovers,
OOIOO,
Charles Mingus,
Fatback Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Susan Cadogan,
the Human League,
Circle Jerks,
Radio Birdman,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aswad,
Bobby Byrd,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Foxx,
Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
Brothers Johnson,
Scan 7,
Eric Copeland,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
The American Breed,
Au Pairs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Leaves,
The Litter,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Young Rascals,
Darondo,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.