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 Burkina and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Little Man,
Con Funk Shun,
The Gap Band,
Josef K,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cecil Taylor,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jawbox,
Vainqueur,
Buzzcocks,
Skarface,
The Birthday Party,
The Skatalites,
Clear Light,
Section 25,
Loose Ends,
Barry Ungar,
Iggy Pop,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Stooges,
Nico,
Soulsonic Force,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronan,
Idris Muhammad,
The Divine Comedy,
June Days,
The Standells,
DJ Sneak,
The Beau Brummels,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
U.S. Maple,
James White and The Blacks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fatback Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lower 48,
Marine Girls,
Wings,
Grandmaster Flash,
Maurizio,
John Lydon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
Television Personalities,
Robert Hood,
Avey Tare,
Toni Rubio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pole,
Jeff Mills,
Subhumans,
The Smoke,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mantronix,
Scientists,
Soul II Soul,
Niagra,
Roger Hodgson,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.