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 Rwanda and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the rap 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
the Normal,
R.M.O.,
Ossler,
Q and Not U,
Dark Day,
Gang Green,
Talk Talk,
Morten Harket,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amon Düül II,
Icehouse,
Procol Harum,
EPMD,
The Blues Magoos,
the Slits,
Suburban Knight,
The Fire Engines,
Slick Rick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang of Four,
Tim Buckley,
Simply Red,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Delta 5,
The Sonics,
Aaron Thompson,
Jerry's Kids,
Nik Kershaw,
Dennis Brown,
Sun City Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kas Product,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The United States of America,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pagans,
Ultravox,
Graham Central Station,
Brick,
Kurtis Blow,
Buzzcocks,
The Fall,
Minnie Riperton,
Con Funk Shun,
Kerrie Biddell,
Q65,
Cameo,
Harry Pussy,
Swell Maps,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
Echospace,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lakeside,
Chrome,
The Modern Lovers,
Bronski Beat,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.