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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Toni Rubio,
The Misunderstood,
Boz Scaggs,
Juan Atkins,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fugs,
Rhythm & Sound,
James White and The Blacks,
Desert Stars,
Country Teasers,
Anthony Braxton,
Dave Gahan,
The Fire Engines,
The Kinks,
Pagans,
Heaven 17,
Pantytec,
Piero Umiliani,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Christie,
Joensuu 1685,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sparks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deadbeat,
Sugar Minott,
Sällskapet,
The Walker Brothers,
Bootsy Collins,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Fuzztones,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Sherman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Yusef Lateef,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Max Romeo,
Half Japanese,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grey Daturas,
Pulsallama,
Section 25,
A Certain Ratio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eden Ahbez,
David Axelrod,
The Martian,
John Foxx,
Gong,
The Red Krayola,
the Fania All-Stars,
Loose Ends,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blake Baxter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Man Parrish,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.