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 Mongolia and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moebius to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eddi Front record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Human League,
Surgeon,
Ten City,
Ultravox,
James White and The Blacks,
Au Pairs,
Underground Resistance,
Goldenarms,
The Names,
Harry Pussy,
The Trojans,
Infiniti,
The Blackbyrds,
DNA,
Boz Scaggs,
Wolf Eyes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chrome,
The Buckinghams,
Technova,
Alton Ellis,
Bauhaus,
The Birthday Party,
Aural Exciters,
Maurizio,
Robert Görl,
Freddie Wadling,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
Moebius,
Chris & Cosey,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Animal Collective,
The Offenders,
Kas Product,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
World's Most,
The J.B.'s,
The Fuzztones,
John Holt,
Brick,
Erasure,
Public Image Ltd.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Supertramp,
The Beau Brummels,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Darondo,
Eurythmics,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Kinks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Evens,
Janne Schatter,
The Busters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fluxion,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.