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 Brazil and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin 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 Ten City to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultra Naté,
The Litter,
Chris Corsano,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul II Soul,
Pussy Galore,
This Heat,
The Motions,
Radiohead,
Con Funk Shun,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Symarip,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Depeche Mode,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liliput,
UT,
The J.B.'s,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Christie,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Sherman,
Ludus,
Patti Smith,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Flag,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed,
David McCallum,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skarface,
Drexciya,
The Fuzztones,
The Human League,
Bush Tetras,
Chrome,
Crispian St. Peters,
Porter Ricks,
Marvin Gaye,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Skatalites,
Swell Maps,
Half Japanese,
Angry Samoans,
Kenny Larkin,
Goldenarms,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Stooges,
Sexual Harrassment,
T.S.O.L.,
The Monochrome Set,
Urselle,
Scion,
Steve Hackett,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.