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 Equatorial Guinea and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lalo Schifrin to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Animal Collective,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bill Wells,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Freddie Wadling,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brass Construction,
Ultra Naté,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hardrive,
Peter and Kerry,
Model 500,
Skriet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Sonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yazoo,
One Last Wish,
Scratch Acid,
Amon Düül II,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pere Ubu,
Quando Quango,
the Soft Cell,
Maleditus Sound,
The Victims,
Pulsallama,
Deepchord,
Faraquet,
Sound Behaviour,
Shoche,
Inner City,
Brick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fire Engines,
Country Teasers,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Stooges,
Dave Gahan,
The Fuzztones,
Blossom Toes,
Pussy Galore,
Procol Harum,
Archie Shepp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Underground Resistance,
ABC,
Groovy Waters,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Kinks,
Moby Grape,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.