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 Argentina and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
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 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 Crooked Eye to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
The Searchers,
Deakin,
Matthew Halsall,
Boredoms,
Iggy Pop,
The Walker Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
The Blues Magoos,
Half Japanese,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Colin Newman,
Cheater Slicks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fear,
Erykah Badu,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sound,
Bad Manners,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sister Nancy,
Todd Terry,
the Soft Cell,
Judy Mowatt,
K-Klass,
The Seeds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Subhumans,
X-Ray Spex,
Quantec,
Chris Corsano,
Kerri Chandler,
The Motions,
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
The Sisters of Mercy,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warsaw,
Thompson Twins,
Lower 48,
Gang Starr,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Womack,
Scion,
Avey Tare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Cell,
Ponytail,
Section 25,
Agitation Free,
Suburban Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
Shoche,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cymande,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Al Stewart,
Archie Shepp,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.