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 Liberia and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare 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 Nico to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Cluster,
Dual Sessions,
Deepchord,
Spoonie Gee,
David Axelrod,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stiv Bators,
Liliput,
L. Decosne,
Harry Pussy,
Swans,
China Crisis,
X-102,
The Residents,
Radiohead,
Piero Umiliani,
Quadrant,
Khruangbin,
Q and Not U,
Motorama,
Nils Olav,
Y Pants,
CMW,
Yazoo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Niagra,
Drive Like Jehu,
Danielle Patucci,
The Saints,
A Certain Ratio,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chrome,
Von Mondo,
Glenn Branca,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rakim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Moebius,
The Stooges,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hot Snakes,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thee Headcoats,
The Star Department,
Henry Cow,
Unrelated Segments,
Mo-Dettes,
the Bar-Kays,
John Foxx,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Warsaw,
Joensuu 1685,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.