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 Niger and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro 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 Minnie Riperton to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Smoke,
Pharoah Sanders,
Panda Bear,
Nico,
Pere Ubu,
The Blackbyrds,
Sister Nancy,
The Gap Band,
Henry Cow,
The Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
Zapp,
Sarah Menescal,
Roy Ayers,
Reuben Wilson,
Desert Stars,
Livin' Joy,
the Human League,
Jacob Miller,
Rufus Thomas,
Matthew Halsall,
John Holt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Connie Case,
Interpol,
Blake Baxter,
The Victims,
Chrome,
John Cale,
The Move,
The Mummies,
Vladislav Delay,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oneida,
Essential Logic,
Pulsallama,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker,
Shoche,
Audionom,
Procol Harum,
Niagra,
Y Pants,
Rod Modell,
John Foxx,
Fear,
Davy DMX,
the Sonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Babytalk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Golliwogs,
Can,
Rekid,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
Camberwell Now,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.