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 Albania and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Donald Fagen 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 John Lydon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Hoover,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Inner City,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terry Callier,
Pylon,
Idris Muhammad,
Half Japanese,
Iggy Pop,
Eli Mardock,
L. Decosne,
Grauzone,
The Happenings,
Quando Quango,
10cc,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Seeds,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jacques Brel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Aloha Tigers,
Stiv Bators,
Visage,
OOIOO,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Faust,
Main Source,
Gil Scott Heron,
Robert Hood,
Bush Tetras,
Camouflage,
China Crisis,
Bad Manners,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masters at Work,
Anakelly,
Suburban Knight,
Television Personalities,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Bowie,
Glenn Branca,
Andrew Hill,
Soul II Soul,
Absolute Body Control,
Gerry Rafferty,
Faraquet,
H. Thieme,
cv313,
Howard Jones,
Tres Demented,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.