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 Belarus and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 X-101 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Neil Young,
Bob Dylan,
Lungfish,
Magma,
The Standells,
The Detroit Cobras,
Subhumans,
MC5,
The Cure,
The Happenings,
Joensuu 1685,
The J.B.'s,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hasil Adkins,
The Black Dice,
Cybotron,
Marc Almond,
The Monks,
The Golliwogs,
The Fugs,
The Move,
Marvin Gaye,
Joe Finger,
Darondo,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fortunes,
Faust,
Franke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Techniques,
Bobby Sherman,
CMW,
Banda Bassotti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marine Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Minor Threat,
The Tremeloes,
Arab on Radar,
Black Flag,
Cheater Slicks,
The Monochrome Set,
Negative Approach,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Trumans Water,
Deakin,
Mission of Burma,
Avey Tare,
Sarah Menescal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dennis Brown,
Theoretical Girls,
The Names,
Con Funk Shun,
Cluster,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gories,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.