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 Slovenia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Joe Smooth to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kurtis Blow,
Average White Band,
John Cale,
The Pop Group,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Modern Lovers,
Lakeside,
Chris Corsano,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Morten Harket,
Ultravox,
Lalann,
Pharoah Sanders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Invisible,
The Mojo Men,
Charles Mingus,
The Beau Brummels,
Joe Smooth,
Yellowson,
the Germs,
John Coltrane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun Ra,
Letta Mbulu,
Bauhaus,
Dave Gahan,
David Axelrod,
The Evens,
Mars,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brass Construction,
Spoonie Gee,
Mr. Review,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scott Walker,
Flash Fearless,
The Victims,
Warren Ellis,
B.T. Express,
Fluxion,
Marine Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sarah Menescal,
The Doors,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Neon Judgement,
The Walker Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harmonia,
Dark Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wally Richardson,
D'Angelo,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.