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 Bulgaria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Leonard Cohen to the funk 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Model 500,
Sparks,
Scott Walker,
Lou Christie,
Easy Going,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
Donny Hathaway,
The Standells,
Youth Brigade,
Von Mondo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
AZ,
The Dirtbombs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Music Machine,
Ponytail,
Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sound Behaviour,
Altered Images,
Oblivians,
Soul Sonic Force,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Saccharine Trust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Victims,
Sam Rivers,
Brass Construction,
Boz Scaggs,
The Blues Magoos,
Ohio Players,
Skaos,
Monolake,
Patti Smith,
MC5,
Black Flag,
Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Darondo,
Alton Ellis,
Minor Threat,
Parry Music,
Aswad,
Bob Dylan,
Goldenarms,
Moss Icon,
Icehouse,
Unwound,
The Birthday Party,
Black Bananas,
The Happenings,
The Residents,
The Modern Lovers,
kango's stein massive,
New Age Steppers,
Pantaleimon,
X-102,
Fad Gadget,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.