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 Azerbaijan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the grunge 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fluxion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Absolute Body Control,
Dual Sessions,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sex Pistols,
Sarah Menescal,
Fatback Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Neil Young,
Eric B and Rakim,
Groovy Waters,
Crime,
Matthew Bourne,
Zapp,
The Move,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Trumans Water,
Oneida,
The Buckinghams,
Lee Hazlewood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mojo Men,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erasure,
E-Dancer,
Cymande,
Visage,
Scion,
Eurythmics,
The Barracudas,
Bluetip,
Organ,
Ten City,
K-Klass,
The Gun Club,
Procol Harum,
the Normal,
Michelle Simonal,
Qualms,
Bronski Beat,
Howard Jones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scrapy,
Marmalade,
The Skatalites,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The United States of America,
Todd Rundgren,
Susan Cadogan,
The Beau Brummels,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soft Cell,
Mr. Review,
Ituana,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.