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 Panama 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moebius to the funk 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul II Soul,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Dual Sessions,
B.T. Express,
Ultravox,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Inner City,
Guru Guru,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Black Dice,
Livin' Joy,
Camouflage,
Procol Harum,
Vladislav Delay,
Aswad,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Vogues,
Derrick Morgan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
JFA,
David Axelrod,
Radiohead,
MC5,
ABC,
D'Angelo,
Al Stewart,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Slits,
Absolute Body Control,
Audionom,
Bang On A Can,
Scott Walker,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DNA,
Sparks,
The Misunderstood,
8 Eyed Spy,
Buzzcocks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Trumans Water,
Bush Tetras,
Tubeway Army,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Idris Muhammad,
Siglo XX,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dirtbombs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Donald Byrd,
Accadde A,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Durutti Column,
Technova,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.