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 Brunei and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Donald Fagen 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 Sister Nancy to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Siglo XX,
The Buckinghams,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Morten Harket,
Sight & Sound,
Organ,
Danielle Patucci,
John Foxx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Darondo,
DJ Sneak,
Vladislav Delay,
Davy DMX,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Absolute Body Control,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Red Krayola,
Rites of Spring,
June Days,
Agent Orange,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swans,
Ornette Coleman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Symarip,
The Cowsills,
Monolake,
Jeff Mills,
Sister Nancy,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Wyatt,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Moon,
Babytalk,
Quantec,
MDC,
China Crisis,
The Tremeloes,
Lalann,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shuggie Otis,
Eurythmics,
Byron Stingily,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pop Group,
Robert Görl,
The Durutti Column,
Barrington Levy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Average White Band,
Underground Resistance,
Gang of Four,
the Association,
Josef K,
Rod Modell,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.