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 Macedonia and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flash Fearless to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Nico,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
T.S.O.L.,
Brass Construction,
Man Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
H. Thieme,
Groovy Waters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Babytalk,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun Ra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ken Boothe,
Das Ding,
In Retrospect,
Lightning Bolt,
Duran Duran,
The Five Americans,
Johnny Clarke,
Bobby Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
The Martian,
Crooked Eye,
The Gap Band,
The Gories,
Niagra,
The Victims,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Style,
Sällskapet,
Pantytec,
Grey Daturas,
The Human League,
Symarip,
Erasure,
The Names,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultravox,
Eurythmics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stetsasonic,
Swans,
Archie Shepp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Association,
Tomorrow,
June of 44,
Mars,
The Seeds,
The Litter,
Scan 7,
the Slits,
Section 25,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fear,
the Germs,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.