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 New Zealand and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes 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 UT to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ronnie Foster,
Nico,
Smog,
Iggy Pop,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Finger,
The Litter,
Wire,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crash Course in Science,
Arab on Radar,
Frankie Knuckles,
KRS-One,
Bootsy Collins,
Barry Ungar,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
UT,
Aaron Thompson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Index,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Darondo,
Althea and Donna,
MDC,
Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
Mantronix,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gap Band,
The Invisible,
Quantec,
Electric Prunes,
kango's stein massive,
U.S. Maple,
La Düsseldorf,
World's Most,
H. Thieme,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dennis Brown,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
Connie Case,
Groovy Waters,
Make Up,
The Red Krayola,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sixth Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sparks,
Letta Mbulu,
Infiniti,
New York Dolls,
X-101,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.