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 Guyana 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Ludus,
The Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacques Brel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rosa Yemen,
Con Funk Shun,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Offenders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Stooges,
Negative Approach,
The Buckinghams,
Donald Byrd,
Depeche Mode,
Mark Hollis,
Mission of Burma,
AZ,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zapp,
June of 44,
Todd Terry,
L. Decosne,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Halsall,
Siglo XX,
Dennis Brown,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker,
Pagans,
Altered Images,
Fad Gadget,
Schoolly D,
Eden Ahbez,
Morten Harket,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alison Limerick,
Japan,
Pantytec,
Underground Resistance,
Sonic Youth,
The Motions,
Jeff Lynne,
Rakim,
48th St. Collective,
Scrapy,
Rod Modell,
Royal Trux,
Chrome,
The Happenings,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Marine Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Clear Light,
Can,
The Associates,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Warren Ellis,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.