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 Sri Lanka and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Goldenarms,
Monks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Vladislav Delay,
Ituana,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Offenders,
Stetsasonic,
Bad Manners,
The Red Krayola,
The Vogues,
Zapp,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
KRS-One,
Interpol,
David Bowie,
Matthew Halsall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fortunes,
Bootsy Collins,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dennis Brown,
DJ Style,
The Smoke,
Faust,
Bronski Beat,
Moebius,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nick Fraelich,
Bluetip,
Tubeway Army,
Urselle,
Pole,
Skaos,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Skatalites,
Blancmange,
U.S. Maple,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Sherman,
Qualms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Guru Guru,
Trumans Water,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amazonics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.