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 Algeria and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
ABC,
Monolake,
Avey Tare,
The Stooges,
Essential Logic,
Dark Day,
Black Sheep,
The Misunderstood,
Soul II Soul,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mojo Men,
John Lydon,
Pantaleimon,
Animal Collective,
Piero Umiliani,
Pulsallama,
The Toasters,
Lyres,
The Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Whodini,
Nirvana,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Human League,
Gong,
The Cramps,
MDC,
Ohio Players,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Blancmange,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radiohead,
Minny Pops,
The Martian,
The Selecter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rod Modell,
Make Up,
Scan 7,
Nick Fraelich,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dennis Brown,
Hot Snakes,
MC5,
Cheater Slicks,
Chrome,
Grey Daturas,
The Victims,
Angry Samoans,
Joyce Sims,
Delta 5,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sällskapet,
Stiv Bators,
Man Eating Sloth,
Unrelated Segments,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Near,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.