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 Latvia and from Columbus.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 The Remains to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
The Dave Clark Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
Procol Harum,
The Slits,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nils Olav,
Ohio Players,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alison Limerick,
PIL,
Gang Starr,
Scan 7,
Marcia Griffiths,
Drive Like Jehu,
Carl Craig,
Rosa Yemen,
Steve Hackett,
Deakin,
Japan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scientists,
Scratch Acid,
The Busters,
Bill Near,
Juan Atkins,
Livin' Joy,
The Young Rascals,
Kas Product,
Supertramp,
Drexciya,
Gang Green,
David Axelrod,
In Retrospect,
The J.B.'s,
Babytalk,
Donny Hathaway,
The Grass Roots,
Jeff Mills,
Wally Richardson,
Barrington Levy,
The Last Poets,
This Heat,
Negative Approach,
Urselle,
Sam Rivers,
Bad Manners,
Sight & Sound,
Accadde A,
The Gap Band,
Brick,
Groovy Waters,
Black Moon,
Oneida,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.