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 Ghana and from London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Spandau Ballet to the crunk 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
Babytalk,
Lyres,
The Zeros,
Ten City,
Trumans Water,
Nation of Ulysses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fugazi,
Marine Girls,
Yaz,
FM Einheit,
Minutemen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Goldenarms,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Danielle Patucci,
Magazine,
Surgeon,
Whodini,
Isaac Hayes,
Blancmange,
Radiopuhelimet,
Depeche Mode,
Al Stewart,
X-101,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Durutti Column,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Scientists,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Terry Callier,
Rekid,
Agitation Free,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gories,
James White and The Blacks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantytec,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crime,
the Swans,
Matthew Halsall,
The Doobie Brothers,
Accadde A,
Dark Day,
The Star Department,
Mission of Burma,
AZ,
Gong,
The Standells,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Johnny Clarke,
Fat Boys,
The Offenders,
X-102,
PIL,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.