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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alton Ellis to the dance 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Pus,
Godley & Creme,
Sonic Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Erasure,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Martian,
Technova,
Parry Music,
The Five Americans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ponytail,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bang On A Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantaleimon,
The Mummies,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moby Grape,
Desert Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Althea and Donna,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mo-Dettes,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
K-Klass,
Pulsallama,
The Tremeloes,
Groovy Waters,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeff Mills,
Henry Cow,
Soul II Soul,
Warren Ellis,
Negative Approach,
Sight & Sound,
Excepter,
Glenn Branca,
Y Pants,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Grass Roots,
Marshall Jefferson,
DJ Sneak,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Angry Samoans,
The Cure,
Gong,
Siglo XX,
Suicide,
Ossler,
Quantec,
Don Cherry,
Black Bananas,
Joe Finger,
Spoonie Gee,
Loose Ends,
The United States of America,
Sarah Menescal,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.