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 Indonesia and from London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Yellowson 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fatback Band,
Gang of Four,
One Last Wish,
Lyres,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Foxx,
Lebanon Hanover,
Suburban Knight,
Audionom,
Silicon Teens,
Hot Snakes,
Reagan Youth,
Jacques Brel,
Thee Headcoats,
Visage,
Absolute Body Control,
Aswad,
The Blackbyrds,
The Real Kids,
Swell Maps,
The Move,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cybotron,
The Seeds,
X-Ray Spex,
The Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang Gang Dance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Blues Magoos,
The Last Poets,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Colin Newman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mantronix,
Shoche,
Hasil Adkins,
The Zeros,
Crash Course in Science,
Todd Terry,
Mr. Review,
Delta 5,
Hashim,
The Golliwogs,
Zero Boys,
Pulsallama,
The Star Department,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Television,
Matthew Halsall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Hill,
Gichy Dan,
The Beau Brummels,
Infiniti,
The Misunderstood,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.