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 Malaysia and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe 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 Robert Hood to the rock 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
OOIOO,
Delta 5,
Funky Four + One,
Anthony Braxton,
The Electric Prunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
the Slits,
U.S. Maple,
Panda Bear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fear,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mission of Burma,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moby Grape,
In Retrospect,
Crash Course in Science,
Harry Pussy,
Ornette Coleman,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Starr,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Moebius,
10cc,
Babytalk,
ABC,
Lalann,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Infiniti,
The Dirtbombs,
the Human League,
Scratch Acid,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Evens,
Maleditus Sound,
CMW,
Motorama,
Fluxion,
Steve Hackett,
the Swans,
Subhumans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dennis Brown,
Aloha Tigers,
Pierre Henry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fugs,
Hardrive,
Soulsonic Force,
Ronan,
Glenn Branca,
Thee Headcoats,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.