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 Lithuania and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Heaven 17 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Guru Guru,
Lakeside,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
H. Thieme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marvin Gaye,
John Cale,
Lou Reed,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minny Pops,
Quando Quango,
Public Image Ltd.,
Television,
The Monochrome Set,
Jerry's Kids,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scion,
Bobby Sherman,
Kaleidoscope,
Hoover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Star Department,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Soft Cell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Angry Samoans,
Carl Craig,
Infiniti,
The Velvet Underground,
The Dead C,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
EPMD,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Suicide,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Davy DMX,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Trojans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Vogues,
Arthur Verocai,
Popol Vuh,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Kinks,
Joe Finger,
John Lydon,
X-Ray Spex,
Moebius,
Howard Jones,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Index,
Janne Schatter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
10cc,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.