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 Chile and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Monolake to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sight & Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fall,
Lungfish,
Cybotron,
Dennis Brown,
R.M.O.,
Bad Manners,
The Gap Band,
Jacob Miller,
Cameo,
The Wake,
The Monochrome Set,
John Lydon,
Stereo Dub,
The Techniques,
Erykah Badu,
Nils Olav,
Marc Almond,
Iggy Pop,
Camouflage,
The J.B.'s,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Blake Baxter,
June Days,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marine Girls,
Babytalk,
Andrew Hill,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott Heron,
KRS-One,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ossler,
kango's stein massive,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Sneak,
Lalann,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Hood,
Alice Coltrane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Slits,
The Stooges,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minor Threat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arab on Radar,
Outsiders,
The Mummies,
the Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tim Buckley,
Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Henry Cow,
Don Cherry,
Kurtis Blow,
Goldenarms,
the Fania All-Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.