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 Switzerland and from Johannesburg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Bobby Sherman to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Essential Logic,
Buzzcocks,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television,
DJ Sneak,
Bluetip,
Alison Limerick,
Rotary Connection,
Adolescents,
Oblivians,
The Velvet Underground,
World's Most,
Dual Sessions,
David Axelrod,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nation of Ulysses,
Slick Rick,
Iggy Pop,
Lee Hazlewood,
Guru Guru,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sonny Sharrock,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Hood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Sheep,
Thompson Twins,
Echospace,
The Tremeloes,
Underground Resistance,
Mad Mike,
Funkadelic,
The Searchers,
The Moleskins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dark Day,
Mandrill,
The Seeds,
T. Rex,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fela Kuti,
Radiohead,
Groovy Waters,
X-Ray Spex,
Tommy Roe,
The Invisible,
Bauhaus,
Soft Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
EPMD,
Kayak,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Slits,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Archie Shepp,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.