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 Tuvalu and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Cure to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Jandek,
Dual Sessions,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Radio Birdman,
Ronan,
Can,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultimate Spinach,
Prince Buster,
Quando Quango,
The Divine Comedy,
Shoche,
Patti Smith,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
Niagra,
Kurtis Blow,
Howard Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
Whodini,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Derrick Morgan,
Charles Mingus,
Sonic Youth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echospace,
The Slits,
Sam Rivers,
The Five Americans,
Scott Walker,
Godley & Creme,
Zero Boys,
CMW,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Near,
Electric Light Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
FM Einheit,
Gerry Rafferty,
Susan Cadogan,
Boz Scaggs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skriet,
Roger Hodgson,
Joy Division,
Andrew Hill,
The Stooges,
Chris & Cosey,
Heaven 17,
ABBA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Dave Clark Five,
Model 500,
Skarface,
June of 44,
Judy Mowatt,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.