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 United Kingdom and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ 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 Agitation Free to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Pulsallama,
Letta Mbulu,
Mad Mike,
Bluetip,
Ultravox,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fuzztones,
Janne Schatter,
Yazoo,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Royal Trux,
Surgeon,
Tommy Roe,
The Gap Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Thee Headcoats,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ronan,
Arcadia,
Mark Hollis,
Vladislav Delay,
The Associates,
Fela Kuti,
Funky Four + One,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
10cc,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Halsall,
Pussy Galore,
Interpol,
Zapp,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hashim,
Motorama,
Gregory Isaacs,
Depeche Mode,
Suicide,
Man Parrish,
The Pop Group,
cv313,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eric Copeland,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Seeds,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gun Club,
Duran Duran,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Human League,
Livin' Joy,
John Cale,
Oneida,
kango's stein massive,
Toni Rubio,
Bauhaus,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.