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 India and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum 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 Model 500 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Neil Young,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Steve Hackett,
Sight & Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
Faraquet,
Pantaleimon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Accadde A,
Nas,
Yazoo,
Bill Wells,
Youth Brigade,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rotary Connection,
Lyres,
Mandrill,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kas Product,
Dark Day,
the Swans,
Erasure,
Loose Ends,
Stereo Dub,
Ossler,
Graham Central Station,
Trumans Water,
Ohio Players,
Oneida,
Organ,
Fatback Band,
Blake Baxter,
The Gap Band,
Flipper,
Livin' Joy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Popol Vuh,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The American Breed,
The Angels of Light,
Angry Samoans,
Y Pants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Terry Callier,
Alphaville,
Mo-Dettes,
Public Enemy,
Rakim,
Henry Cow,
The New Christs,
Scratch Acid,
T. Rex,
The Count Five,
The Barracudas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.