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 Saudi Arabia and from Glasgow.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Yellowson to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Standells,
Ohio Players,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Rotary Connection,
Scientists,
The Invisible,
Average White Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Dead C,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
E-Dancer,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Piero Umiliani,
MDC,
Dual Sessions,
cv313,
New York Dolls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camouflage,
Reuben Wilson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ludus,
The Gladiators,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tommy Roe,
Funky Four + One,
The Motions,
UT,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-Ray Spex,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Liliput,
Bobby Byrd,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Swans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Womack,
Judy Mowatt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Birthday Party,
F. McDonald,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Holt,
KRS-One,
Sparks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sight & Sound,
Television,
Dennis Brown,
Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Minutemen,
Livin' Joy,
Sam Rivers,
Brand Nubian,
Steve Hackett,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.