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 Angola and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Cowsills to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Kayak,
Dual Sessions,
David McCallum,
Nation of Ulysses,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cure,
Popol Vuh,
Juan Atkins,
Black Moon,
The Trojans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ken Boothe,
a-ha,
The New Christs,
Brothers Johnson,
The Pop Group,
Mark Hollis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yazoo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spandau Ballet,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monochrome Set,
Suburban Knight,
Siglo XX,
Bill Wells,
Deepchord,
Pole,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Finger,
Hashim,
The Red Krayola,
Gichy Dan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nils Olav,
The Blues Magoos,
Mo-Dettes,
One Last Wish,
Los Fastidios,
Das Ding,
Spoonie Gee,
Nik Kershaw,
The Searchers,
Motorama,
Mandrill,
Qualms,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Monks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gap Band,
Kenny Larkin,
48th St. Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dawn Penn,
Bronski Beat,
Jacob Miller,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.