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 Marshall Islands and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scientists 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slackers,
Crash Course in Science,
Organ,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yaz,
Nas,
The Zeros,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lakeside,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moebius,
Silicon Teens,
Marvin Gaye,
Lightning Bolt,
Jeff Lynne,
Q65,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tommy Roe,
Cecil Taylor,
Thee Headcoats,
Warren Ellis,
Funky Four + One,
Kayak,
Clear Light,
Danielle Patucci,
The Kinks,
Unrelated Segments,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
World's Most,
The Durutti Column,
Robert Wyatt,
The Gladiators,
Brand Nubian,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blues Magoos,
Flipper,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter and Kerry,
Underground Resistance,
Skriet,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Michelle Simonal,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
James White and The Blacks,
Boredoms,
The Vogues,
The Star Department,
Livin' Joy,
Main Source,
Boogie Down Productions,
B.T. Express,
John Holt,
Janne Schatter,
Wings,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.