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 Australia and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Charles Mingus to the punk 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pagans,
The Gladiators,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Altered Images,
Erasure,
Peter & Gordon,
The Trojans,
Sonic Youth,
the Human League,
the Normal,
ABBA,
Fatback Band,
New Order,
Flash Fearless,
Toni Rubio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
MC5,
Audionom,
Ronan,
Radio Birdman,
Spoonie Gee,
Pet Shop Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Skaos,
The Blackbyrds,
Yaz,
The Monks,
Eden Ahbez,
Symarip,
Pussy Galore,
The Black Dice,
Inner City,
Carl Craig,
Japan,
Warren Ellis,
The Count Five,
Black Pus,
Royal Trux,
World's Most,
Skriet,
Excepter,
Jerry's Kids,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Names,
Jeff Mills,
The Smoke,
Index,
Aswad,
Television,
Alice Coltrane,
Tim Buckley,
Quantec,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cure,
David Axelrod,
Mo-Dettes,
Grey Daturas,
Sister Nancy,
The Barracudas,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.