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 Poland and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Robert Palmer 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the grime 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Sound Behaviour,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Doors,
Brand Nubian,
The Happenings,
The Slits,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Charles Mingus,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Finger,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Massinfluence,
Tomorrow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Red Krayola,
Motorama,
Rites of Spring,
Trumans Water,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fugs,
The Moleskins,
Terrestrial Tones,
This Heat,
The J.B.'s,
Bang On A Can,
Tommy Roe,
Reagan Youth,
June Days,
Pole,
Blancmange,
Barbara Tucker,
Intrusion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick Morgan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mummies,
Stetsasonic,
Harry Pussy,
Rakim,
Television Personalities,
Minny Pops,
Young Marble Giants,
Television,
Janne Schatter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nas,
The Smiths,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amazonics,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Saints,
Lalann,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Human League,
Aural Exciters,
Quadrant,
Spoonie Gee,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.