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 Botswana 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Television to the disco 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mary Jane Girls,
Steve Hackett,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neu!,
Deadbeat,
Motorama,
Blossom Toes,
F. McDonald,
Nils Olav,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Popol Vuh,
Colin Newman,
Brothers Johnson,
Albert Ayler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marmalade,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
Simply Red,
Eric B and Rakim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Carl Craig,
Boredoms,
Dennis Brown,
MC5,
Stetsasonic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Godley & Creme,
Wire,
Derrick May,
Kas Product,
Kurtis Blow,
Nirvana,
H. Thieme,
Hashim,
Anthony Braxton,
Junior Murvin,
Jacques Brel,
The Kinks,
Zapp,
Nas,
Model 500,
The Martian,
Spoonie Gee,
Nico,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fall,
Monks,
Chris & Cosey,
JFA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Buckinghams,
KRS-One,
Fela Kuti,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.