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 Dominican Republic and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Association to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Brass Construction,
Gang Green,
The Dead C,
Tomorrow,
Quadrant,
Anthony Braxton,
The Knickerbockers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Invisible,
Accadde A,
Index,
Gregory Isaacs,
Y Pants,
Vladislav Delay,
Steve Hackett,
Quando Quango,
Graham Central Station,
Blancmange,
Sun City Girls,
The Sonics,
Thompson Twins,
The Cure,
Sound Behaviour,
Howard Jones,
Stiv Bators,
The Raincoats,
Surgeon,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Maurizio,
Can,
Stereo Dub,
Tim Buckley,
Young Marble Giants,
Youth Brigade,
Erasure,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bauhaus,
Lightning Bolt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Neon Judgement,
Roger Hodgson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Subhumans,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Franke,
Glambeats Corp.,
Infiniti,
the Germs,
Black Moon,
The Smiths,
David Axelrod,
Blake Baxter,
Khruangbin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Duran Duran,
Judy Mowatt,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.