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 Ethiopia 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 June of 44 to the punk 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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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 Wake,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Trojans,
Accadde A,
Main Source,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
AZ,
The Golliwogs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris & Cosey,
Soul Sonic Force,
Josef K,
The Red Krayola,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Radiohead,
Lucky Dragons,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Country Teasers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Infiniti,
Kevin Saunderson,
Todd Rundgren,
Arthur Verocai,
Sex Pistols,
Camouflage,
The Sound,
Sun Ra,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skarface,
Arcadia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Style,
Danielle Patucci,
The Monochrome Set,
Sight & Sound,
Supertramp,
Patti Smith,
Guru Guru,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
K-Klass,
Kurtis Blow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Shoche,
Camberwell Now,
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Terry,
Erasure,
Surgeon,
Nils Olav,
Amon Düül II,
Soul II Soul,
Marmalade,
Gichy Dan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Iggy Pop,
Visage,
the Sonics,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.