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 Sweden and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar 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 Rekid to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
UT,
The Offenders,
Cluster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Teasers,
Maleditus Sound,
Guru Guru,
David Bowie,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alphaville,
Max Romeo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
This Heat,
the Normal,
John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
Altered Images,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Patti Smith,
The Knickerbockers,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Sister Nancy,
The Stooges,
Skarface,
Ken Boothe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fear,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Durutti Column,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brothers Johnson,
Scan 7,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DNA,
Ludus,
The Trojans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Traffic Nightmare,
Metal Thangz,
Albert Ayler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Electric Prunes,
Sandy B,
10cc,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Görl,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yellowson,
David McCallum,
Cheater Slicks,
Oneida,
Blancmange,
Au Pairs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Swans,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.