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 Equatorial Guinea and from Beijing.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Walker Brothers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Khruangbin,
Stetsasonic,
Loose Ends,
Black Moon,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jandek,
Gerry Rafferty,
Man Parrish,
The Index,
JFA,
Josef K,
Terry Callier,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cymande,
DNA,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Victims,
Aaron Thompson,
Carl Craig,
Judy Mowatt,
Outsiders,
Deadbeat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yellowson,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Albert Ayler,
Arcadia,
Tomorrow,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jacob Miller,
The Fugs,
John Foxx,
Al Stewart,
Kas Product,
Skaos,
The Modern Lovers,
Bob Dylan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bill Wells,
Nirvana,
Animal Collective,
Smog,
Gang Starr,
Funky Four + One,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dead Boys,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hasil Adkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Move,
Eden Ahbez,
Slick Rick,
Robert Görl,
Harmonia,
The Black Dice,
Byron Stingily,
10cc,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.