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 Croatia and from Mumbai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Thee Headcoats to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
a-ha,
The Smoke,
Amon Düül,
the Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Al Stewart,
Inner City,
In Retrospect,
Reuben Wilson,
Davy DMX,
Crime,
Mantronix,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alton Ellis,
The Pretty Things,
Throbbing Gristle,
Chris Corsano,
Circle Jerks,
Smog,
Guru Guru,
The Index,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Womack,
The Walker Brothers,
Magma,
Mandrill,
Ice-T,
Little Man,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ornette Coleman,
Joey Negro,
Newcleus,
Cal Tjader,
Stetsasonic,
Graham Central Station,
Quantec,
Second Layer,
Lou Christie,
Matthew Halsall,
Nico,
H. Thieme,
The Martian,
Electric Prunes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Technova,
Ultravox,
The Real Kids,
Dawn Penn,
Arcadia,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radio Birdman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.