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 Portugal and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Connie Case to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
The Slackers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sparks,
The Cramps,
Junior Murvin,
Banda Bassotti,
Bob Dylan,
Cal Tjader,
The Move,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
UT,
Gong,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joe Finger,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Letta Mbulu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Minny Pops,
Anthony Braxton,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lower 48,
Soft Cell,
Soulsonic Force,
Marc Almond,
The Modern Lovers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun City Girls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Raincoats,
Girls At Our Best!,
Organ,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Neu!,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flash Fearless,
Outsiders,
Radio Birdman,
the Association,
Toni Rubio,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cowsills,
Main Source,
Godley & Creme,
X-102,
Electric Prunes,
Skriet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Malaria!,
Sound Behaviour,
The Golliwogs,
Josef K,
Sugar Minott,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Groovy Waters,
Lungfish,
Vainqueur,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.