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 Korea North and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Susan Cadogan to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Kerri Chandler,
Kenny Larkin,
Nas,
Chrome,
The Divine Comedy,
Faust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The American Breed,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sound Behaviour,
The Red Krayola,
LL Cool J,
Tropical Tobacco,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cal Tjader,
Moss Icon,
Brick,
The Star Department,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
Brand Nubian,
Tres Demented,
Absolute Body Control,
Lungfish,
Eddi Front,
Ultra Naté,
Dual Sessions,
Sonic Youth,
Erasure,
Trumans Water,
Schoolly D,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Style,
Terrestrial Tones,
Heaven 17,
Don Cherry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kurtis Blow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Television Personalities,
Jawbox,
Bad Manners,
Skriet,
Curtis Mayfield,
Accadde A,
Soulsonic Force,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young,
David Axelrod,
Circle Jerks,
The Smoke,
Davy DMX,
Kevin Saunderson,
Drexciya,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Litter,
The Mummies,
Robert Hood,
D'Angelo,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.