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 Mongolia and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Ponytail to the jazz 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
The Count Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kas Product,
Parry Music,
Dawn Penn,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Womack,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rapeman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skarface,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cure,
MC5,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABBA,
Yellowson,
Tim Buckley,
The Real Kids,
Joyce Sims,
Yaz,
Shuggie Otis,
Sixth Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mr. Review,
The Mummies,
The Young Rascals,
Isaac Hayes,
Aaron Thompson,
Cymande,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Graham Central Station,
EPMD,
Boz Scaggs,
The Electric Prunes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camberwell Now,
Skaos,
Amon Düül II,
the Bar-Kays,
Organ,
Fluxion,
Man Eating Sloth,
Charles Mingus,
The Birthday Party,
The Vogues,
Marc Almond,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grauzone,
Swans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blake Baxter,
Man Parrish,
Intrusion,
R.M.O.,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.