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 Mauritania and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
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 Michael McDonald 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 Sonny Sharrock to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Inner City,
Underground Resistance,
Judy Mowatt,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Detroit Cobras,
Television,
cv313,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kas Product,
The Doors,
Livin' Joy,
the Association,
The Moody Blues,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roxy Music,
Robert Görl,
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare,
The Leaves,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobby Byrd,
Aural Exciters,
Joey Negro,
KRS-One,
Minny Pops,
Eric Dolphy,
Angry Samoans,
Whodini,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dave Gahan,
The Motions,
The Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Franke,
Matthew Halsall,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rotary Connection,
Faraquet,
Youth Brigade,
Terrestrial Tones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Guru Guru,
Wolf Eyes,
Dennis Brown,
June Days,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Peter & Gordon,
Skarface,
The Mojo Men,
Electric Prunes,
Ultra Naté,
The Raincoats,
One Last Wish,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.