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 South Africa and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Smoke to the dance 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
The Zeros,
Joe Smooth,
Gang Starr,
Basic Channel,
Arab on Radar,
Ossler,
Visage,
Henry Cow,
Joy Division,
Gichy Dan,
Warren Ellis,
Television,
Eurythmics,
T. Rex,
Isaac Hayes,
The Five Americans,
the Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
The Trojans,
Dennis Brown,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Y Pants,
Erykah Badu,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Smoke,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pet Shop Boys,
Absolute Body Control,
Unwound,
Idris Muhammad,
Technova,
Sam Rivers,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Blackbyrds,
Pharoah Sanders,
Newcleus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Inner City,
Agitation Free,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Yazoo,
Cluster,
Loose Ends,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cramps,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drexciya,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David McCallum,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Procol Harum,
The Modern Lovers,
The Human League,
Jeff Lynne,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fatback Band,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.