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 Suriname and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Make Up to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Pierre Henry,
U.S. Maple,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fela Kuti,
Royal Trux,
Letta Mbulu,
The United States of America,
Girls At Our Best!,
Zero Boys,
Matthew Bourne,
Rufus Thomas,
Minutemen,
Roy Ayers,
Mission of Burma,
Wings,
Jawbox,
Visage,
David Bowie,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dawn Penn,
Janne Schatter,
Marmalade,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gun Club,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Görl,
Funky Four + One,
Howard Jones,
The Gories,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Raincoats,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Sonic Youth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Electric Prunes,
cv313,
The Birthday Party,
D'Angelo,
The Move,
June Days,
Nation of Ulysses,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eric B and Rakim,
La Düsseldorf,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Soft Cell,
Neil Young,
Inner City,
Yellowson,
Buzzcocks,
Wire,
Yazoo,
New Age Steppers,
Warsaw,
Animal Collective,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.