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 Ecuador and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soft Cell to the grime 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Idris Muhammad,
Harry Pussy,
Pere Ubu,
Leonard Cohen,
Brothers Johnson,
Moebius,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minny Pops,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deadbeat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soul II Soul,
Radiohead,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Coltrane,
Pantytec,
The Dead C,
the Normal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Toni Rubio,
Howard Jones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Erasure,
Neu!,
48th St. Collective,
Reagan Youth,
Basic Channel,
Joy Division,
Warren Ellis,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Womack,
David Axelrod,
U.S. Maple,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jeff Lynne,
Neil Young,
Camberwell Now,
The Happenings,
Eric Copeland,
The Associates,
The Litter,
The Gories,
Blake Baxter,
ABBA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Human League,
The Zeros,
10cc,
The Pretty Things,
Second Layer,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Dolphy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Remains,
Clear Light,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.