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 France and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar 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 Babytalk to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Gories,
Q65,
Ronnie Foster,
Dual Sessions,
Flash Fearless,
The Neon Judgement,
The Red Krayola,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
The Selecter,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Babytalk,
The Sound,
Prince Buster,
The Beau Brummels,
Index,
Y Pants,
David Axelrod,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Khruangbin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Bananas,
Subhumans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bauhaus,
The Sonics,
Peter and Kerry,
The Names,
Yellowson,
Joe Finger,
The Fuzztones,
Skarface,
Zapp,
Derrick May,
The Seeds,
Gang Starr,
Intrusion,
Gong,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Sherman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Depeche Mode,
Public Enemy,
Shuggie Otis,
Pere Ubu,
Negative Approach,
Panda Bear,
The United States of America,
Crooked Eye,
Cybotron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Second Layer,
Absolute Body Control,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barrington Levy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.