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 the UAE and from Manchester.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Clear Light to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boredoms,
the Slits,
Marine Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Swans,
Marc Almond,
Electric Prunes,
The Invisible,
The Dirtbombs,
Tim Buckley,
Bluetip,
The Last Poets,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scion,
Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mandrill,
Sound Behaviour,
Barclay James Harvest,
Subhumans,
Junior Murvin,
Connie Case,
Vainqueur,
Matthew Halsall,
Shoche,
Tears for Fears,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arab on Radar,
Von Mondo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yellowson,
Roxy Music,
The Associates,
Icehouse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Youth Brigade,
the Human League,
Cluster,
Soul II Soul,
H. Thieme,
Skaos,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare,
Suburban Knight,
Janne Schatter,
KRS-One,
Roxette,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eden Ahbez,
Tomorrow,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.