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 Afghanistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 The Searchers to the punk 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Donny Hathaway,
The Knickerbockers,
Barclay James Harvest,
a-ha,
Popol Vuh,
These Immortal Souls,
The United States of America,
Lee Hazlewood,
New Age Steppers,
Unwound,
Dave Gahan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Symarip,
Vladislav Delay,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Zeros,
Kurtis Blow,
China Crisis,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Siglo XX,
the Fania All-Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Von Mondo,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Model 500,
Second Layer,
Radio Birdman,
Cybotron,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marvin Gaye,
Howard Jones,
Eric Dolphy,
Fela Kuti,
Brand Nubian,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jacob Miller,
Saccharine Trust,
The Birthday Party,
PIL,
Black Sheep,
The Velvet Underground,
Yellowson,
The Invisible,
Mandrill,
E-Dancer,
Freddie Wadling,
Juan Atkins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Matthew Bourne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Albert Ayler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Funky Four + One,
The Selecter,
Dennis Brown,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.