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 Brunei and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Man Eating Sloth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Judy Mowatt,
Parry Music,
James White and The Blacks,
Reagan Youth,
Faraquet,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker,
Oblivians,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Motions,
the Sonics,
Soft Cell,
John Foxx,
June Days,
48th St. Collective,
Massinfluence,
Lungfish,
Amon Düül,
Skaos,
Oneida,
The Names,
Soulsonic Force,
Ice-T,
Mission of Burma,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moby Grape,
Liliput,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DJ Sneak,
Stiv Bators,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Smoke,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Unrelated Segments,
The Divine Comedy,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Wyatt,
Barrington Levy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Procol Harum,
Altered Images,
Scan 7,
Arab on Radar,
Marmalade,
Pantaleimon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Deepchord,
Severed Heads,
Arthur Verocai,
Dave Gahan,
Japan,
Isaac Hayes,
Marc Almond,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Qualms,
T.S.O.L.,
Davy DMX,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.