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 Iran and from Stockholm.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum 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 Peter & Gordon to the grime 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Aural Exciters,
The Smiths,
Dual Sessions,
In Retrospect,
The Cramps,
Ornette Coleman,
the Sonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Letta Mbulu,
The Blackbyrds,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fall,
The Smoke,
Excepter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Eating Sloth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Depeche Mode,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rufus Thomas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Arcadia,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marine Girls,
Accadde A,
The Trojans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Funky Four + One,
The Durutti Column,
Massinfluence,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Quando Quango,
Roxy Music,
The Golliwogs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ronnie Foster,
cv313,
Isaac Hayes,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
AZ,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mo-Dettes,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cal Tjader,
Monolake,
The Walker Brothers,
Television Personalities,
Unwound,
The Pretty Things,
Black Moon,
The Barracudas,
This Heat,
Moebius,
Camberwell Now,
Infiniti,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.