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 Uganda 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Cameo to the dance 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marmalade,
The Associates,
K-Klass,
Dave Gahan,
Pantytec,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bauhaus,
Peter and Kerry,
Scion,
Avey Tare,
Dark Day,
Can,
Ken Boothe,
La Düsseldorf,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
Ice-T,
Easy Going,
The Victims,
Minnie Riperton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MDC,
Nirvana,
Be Bop Deluxe,
U.S. Maple,
John Holt,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Vogues,
The American Breed,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shoche,
The Velvet Underground,
The Happenings,
Ohio Players,
Black Bananas,
Roxy Music,
Dead Boys,
Al Stewart,
Kool Moe Dee,
One Last Wish,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Michelle Simonal,
Babytalk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ten City,
The Offenders,
Radiohead,
Black Sheep,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-101,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Howard Jones,
Smog,
Pulsallama,
The Alarm Clocks,
Saccharine Trust,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Skatalites,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Monolake,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.