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 Suriname and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Judy Mowatt to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scion,
One Last Wish,
Icehouse,
Radiohead,
The Barracudas,
X-101,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eli Mardock,
Delon & Dalcan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crooked Eye,
Adolescents,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Byrd,
Skarface,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joy Division,
Jandek,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
Hasil Adkins,
Marvin Gaye,
Make Up,
Man Parrish,
Moebius,
Minnie Riperton,
Colin Newman,
Carl Craig,
The Misunderstood,
Juan Atkins,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television Personalities,
Lalo Schifrin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacques Brel,
Stiv Bators,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young,
Godley & Creme,
Archie Shepp,
The Zeros,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tears for Fears,
Tomorrow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wire,
Scientists,
Dawn Penn,
Amon Düül II,
The Raincoats,
Ken Boothe,
The Fall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.