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 Yemen and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Golliwogs 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Procol Harum,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Human League,
Outsiders,
Henry Cow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Ludus,
R.M.O.,
New York Dolls,
Delta 5,
Eddi Front,
Morten Harket,
Wally Richardson,
Los Fastidios,
The Black Dice,
The Grass Roots,
The Wake,
Blancmange,
Q65,
Hoover,
The Litter,
The Gladiators,
Mars,
Alison Limerick,
The Last Poets,
L. Decosne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mojo Men,
Godley & Creme,
Tommy Roe,
Ten City,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Von Mondo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Carl Craig,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Colin Newman,
Gang of Four,
Bobby Sherman,
Crooked Eye,
Fela Kuti,
Ohio Players,
LL Cool J,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Swans,
The Invisible,
Mo-Dettes,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Susan Cadogan,
Monolake,
Don Cherry,
The Slits,
Glenn Branca,
Arab on Radar,
cv313,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.