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 Kenya and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pierre Henry to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tom Boy,
Flipper,
These Immortal Souls,
Erasure,
Hashim,
Kenny Larkin,
Half Japanese,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
Leonard Cohen,
the Swans,
The Fugs,
Ice-T,
Josef K,
X-101,
Scratch Acid,
Absolute Body Control,
Michelle Simonal,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mars,
Eurythmics,
the Soft Cell,
Lucky Dragons,
Moss Icon,
Echospace,
Scion,
The Litter,
Basic Channel,
Porter Ricks,
The Skatalites,
The Saints,
Ronnie Foster,
Morten Harket,
Funkadelic,
Spoonie Gee,
Sugar Minott,
Man Parrish,
Harmonia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Panda Bear,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mad Mike,
Aloha Tigers,
Godley & Creme,
Warsaw,
Hot Snakes,
A Certain Ratio,
Sparks,
Newcleus,
F. McDonald,
The Fuzztones,
Interpol,
Danielle Patucci,
Organ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Anakelly,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.