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 Burkina and from Accra.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 Icehouse to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Barry Ungar,
Dorothy Ashby,
Organ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lee Hazlewood,
Warsaw,
Can,
Black Flag,
Rotary Connection,
Agent Orange,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ohio Players,
The Cure,
Kerri Chandler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Janne Schatter,
June of 44,
The Fall,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lindisfarne,
Robert Görl,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Danielle Patucci,
X-101,
Frankie Knuckles,
Yusef Lateef,
Chrome,
Brand Nubian,
Hasil Adkins,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sixth Finger,
The Offenders,
Don Cherry,
The Real Kids,
Saccharine Trust,
Yellowson,
Iggy Pop,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neil Young,
Motorama,
Funky Four + One,
Malaria!,
Michelle Simonal,
Agitation Free,
Soft Cell,
Minor Threat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Coltrane,
Aaron Thompson,
the Slits,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fugs,
Slick Rick,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fear,
Hardrive,
Con Funk Shun,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.