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 Barbados and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer 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 The Buckinghams to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Eric Copeland,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Names,
Agent Orange,
Joe Smooth,
Essential Logic,
CMW,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
The Toasters,
Model 500,
Amon Düül,
Roger Hodgson,
Hoover,
Albert Ayler,
The Walker Brothers,
Babytalk,
Infiniti,
Judy Mowatt,
Spandau Ballet,
Television Personalities,
The Gladiators,
The Sonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Davy DMX,
Bauhaus,
The Fuzztones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
a-ha,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fad Gadget,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Talk Talk,
The Count Five,
Average White Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Urselle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Excepter,
Rotary Connection,
Malaria!,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mandrill,
Nils Olav,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lower 48,
Con Funk Shun,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dark Day,
K-Klass,
Jawbox,
Ituana,
The Dead C,
James White and The Blacks,
Dawn Penn,
Bob Dylan,
Electric Prunes,
Lou Christie,
Sun Ra,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.