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 Bangladesh and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 The Seeds to the techno 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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Ornette Coleman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
AZ,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Easy Going,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joensuu 1685,
Los Fastidios,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Andrew Hill,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lindisfarne,
Grey Daturas,
Mars,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marvin Gaye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Morten Harket,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Half Japanese,
Swell Maps,
Flash Fearless,
Charles Mingus,
LL Cool J,
KRS-One,
Essential Logic,
Ronnie Foster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
Mission of Burma,
Marmalade,
La Düsseldorf,
Average White Band,
Depeche Mode,
10cc,
The Neon Judgement,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ludus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Trojans,
The Real Kids,
ABBA,
Motorama,
Magma,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tubeway Army,
Rapeman,
This Heat,
Scan 7,
The Invisible,
Bob Dylan,
Main Source,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-101,
JFA,
Kas Product,
B.T. Express,
Danielle Patucci,
Arthur Verocai,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.