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 Armenia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Qualms to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
Flipper,
June Days,
Henry Cow,
New Order,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Human League,
Slave,
EPMD,
Main Source,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Model 500,
Aswad,
The Smiths,
The Sonics,
a-ha,
Mark Hollis,
Peter and Kerry,
Bluetip,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ponytail,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Byrd,
Yusef Lateef,
Gerry Rafferty,
Laurel Aitken,
Pantaleimon,
The Human League,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sällskapet,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mantronix,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rosa Yemen,
Soul II Soul,
The Blues Magoos,
The Remains,
Slick Rick,
X-101,
The Kinks,
Youth Brigade,
The Associates,
Talk Talk,
Eden Ahbez,
Motorama,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
10cc,
Jeff Lynne,
the Soft Cell,
Aaron Thompson,
The Divine Comedy,
China Crisis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Al Stewart,
Smog,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.