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 Montenegro 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Brass Construction to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gong,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Velvet Underground,
Rotary Connection,
D'Angelo,
Soul II Soul,
The Fugs,
Neil Young,
Flash Fearless,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Foxx,
Second Layer,
Soul Sonic Force,
H. Thieme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
OOIOO,
Al Stewart,
Popol Vuh,
Niagra,
Terry Callier,
Tomorrow,
The Toasters,
Ten City,
Lightning Bolt,
K-Klass,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slits,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eric B and Rakim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yaz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Au Pairs,
Spandau Ballet,
The Skatalites,
Yazoo,
Agent Orange,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Y Pants,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
Banda Bassotti,
Mission of Burma,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Almond,
Theoretical Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Accadde A,
Silicon Teens,
The Slackers,
Avey Tare,
Aswad,
The Cramps,
The Standells,
Gang Green,
Moebius,
Japan,
Tres Demented,
MDC,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.