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 Monaco and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Drexciya to the rap 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Toni Rubio,
The United States of America,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Bar-Kays,
The Evens,
the Normal,
Audionom,
Dual Sessions,
This Heat,
Arthur Verocai,
10cc,
Groovy Waters,
Yusef Lateef,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Accadde A,
Main Source,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash,
Monolake,
Wolf Eyes,
Todd Rundgren,
Jacques Brel,
Eddi Front,
Joensuu 1685,
Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stereo Dub,
Talk Talk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Warren Ellis,
Magazine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Q and Not U,
Dennis Brown,
Donny Hathaway,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Moleskins,
Ultra Naté,
Quando Quango,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Knickerbockers,
John Coltrane,
Neil Young,
Motorama,
Magma,
The Pop Group,
The Buckinghams,
The Count Five,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Zeros,
Freddie Wadling,
Bootsy Collins,
Derrick Morgan,
Siglo XX,
Jacob Miller,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.