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 Seoul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Echospace to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Faraquet,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lalo Schifrin,
Albert Ayler,
Warren Ellis,
Scrapy,
The Misunderstood,
The Smiths,
The Cure,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jacob Miller,
Sex Pistols,
Excepter,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
Angry Samoans,
The Techniques,
Sarah Menescal,
Althea and Donna,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The American Breed,
Sight & Sound,
Organ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scan 7,
The Leaves,
Negative Approach,
Nils Olav,
A Certain Ratio,
Reagan Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Index,
Yazoo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gerry Rafferty,
Matthew Halsall,
Yellowson,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
X-Ray Spex,
Goldenarms,
In Retrospect,
Moby Grape,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cluster,
B.T. Express,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
OOIOO,
Bluetip,
Nirvana,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Grass Roots,
The Wake,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.