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 Angola and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Lou Reed 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
U.S. Maple,
Gichy Dan,
Circle Jerks,
Aural Exciters,
Chris Corsano,
The Invisible,
Black Moon,
The Black Dice,
The Last Poets,
Organ,
Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
B.T. Express,
Jawbox,
Wire,
Erasure,
The Index,
Index,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alton Ellis,
Camouflage,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Kurtis Blow,
Tears for Fears,
The Toasters,
The Trojans,
John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
Tres Demented,
R.M.O.,
Eden Ahbez,
Prince Buster,
Flipper,
Khruangbin,
Alphaville,
In Retrospect,
Mr. Review,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soft Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Man Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Warsaw,
Negative Approach,
New Age Steppers,
Skriet,
Kerri Chandler,
Vainqueur,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minutemen,
The Doors,
Parry Music,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Görl,
Donald Byrd,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.