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 Tuvalu and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Shadows of Knight to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Audionom,
The Smiths,
The Divine Comedy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Average White Band,
Mandrill,
Masters at Work,
Blossom Toes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Normal,
Josef K,
Sound Behaviour,
Technova,
Marc Almond,
Boz Scaggs,
The Black Dice,
The Sonics,
The Fuzztones,
Sällskapet,
Heaven 17,
John Lydon,
Chris & Cosey,
Schoolly D,
Sun City Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ludus,
The Fugs,
Graham Central Station,
Reagan Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Q65,
Wire,
the Bar-Kays,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Porter Ricks,
The J.B.'s,
Faraquet,
Essential Logic,
The Litter,
Flipper,
Soft Machine,
Bob Dylan,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Fraelich,
Angry Samoans,
June Days,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Mojo Men,
Flamin' Groovies,
OOIOO,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
FM Einheit,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Saccharine Trust,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Human League,
Simply Red,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Laurel Aitken,
Jacob Miller,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.