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 Uzbekistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 The Pretty Things to the crunk 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Interpol,
The Count Five,
The Busters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rotary Connection,
Theoretical Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
Flamin' Groovies,
Inner City,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jawbox,
The Dead C,
Bang On A Can,
Cameo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cheater Slicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
London Community Gospel Choir,
OOIOO,
The Moleskins,
JFA,
Warsaw,
The Last Poets,
Blancmange,
Bronski Beat,
Agent Orange,
Mr. Review,
Index,
Ituana,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Prince Buster,
James White and The Blacks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Johnny Clarke,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alphaville,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed,
Excepter,
Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Iggy Pop,
The Leaves,
Quando Quango,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
June of 44,
Urselle,
Reuben Wilson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.