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 the UAE and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 10cc to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Rekid,
Tres Demented,
Electric Prunes,
Roger Hodgson,
Procol Harum,
June of 44,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Inner City,
Donald Byrd,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Swans,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Golliwogs,
Howard Jones,
The Remains,
R.M.O.,
Joe Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
Absolute Body Control,
Model 500,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Byrd,
Flash Fearless,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter & Gordon,
Andrew Hill,
Tim Buckley,
The Flesh Eaters,
Half Japanese,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Theoretical Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Harpers Bizarre,
Banda Bassotti,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pere Ubu,
Faraquet,
The Standells,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Smiths,
the Human League,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Subhumans,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Age Steppers,
Stereo Dub,
The Shadows of Knight,
ABC,
Magazine,
Eve St. Jones,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.