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 Uruguay and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kayak to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Steve Hackett,
The Birthday Party,
Deakin,
The Remains,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ituana,
ABBA,
Section 25,
The Sonics,
Davy DMX,
Kerri Chandler,
The Standells,
Royal Trux,
The Pretty Things,
The Knickerbockers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Howard Jones,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Foxx,
Chrome,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Freddie Wadling,
Avey Tare,
John Holt,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed,
Make Up,
Roxette,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Fela Kuti,
Ronnie Foster,
Cybotron,
The Residents,
The Smiths,
Soft Machine,
Iggy Pop,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sound Behaviour,
The Slits,
The Index,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terry Callier,
Franke,
The Saints,
Alice Coltrane,
The Searchers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang of Four,
Cal Tjader,
Susan Cadogan,
Spoonie Gee,
Theoretical Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Sherman,
In Retrospect,
Au Pairs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.