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 Samoa and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 E-Dancer to the jazz 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New Age Steppers,
Freddie Wadling,
Sparks,
Grauzone,
Radiopuhelimet,
Technova,
The Pretty Things,
Symarip,
Mission of Burma,
Massinfluence,
DNA,
Dennis Brown,
Reuben Wilson,
Sound Behaviour,
Dark Day,
Jandek,
Joy Division,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bang On A Can,
ABC,
The Knickerbockers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Wake,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ralphi Rosario,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chrome,
Motorama,
The Monks,
Zero Boys,
Kurtis Blow,
Icehouse,
Roxette,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Green,
Vainqueur,
Crash Course in Science,
Qualms,
Pet Shop Boys,
June Days,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Happenings,
The Gun Club,
Amazonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Angry Samoans,
The Slackers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Liliput,
Grey Daturas,
Harmonia,
Don Cherry,
Bluetip,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Style,
Agent Orange,
Cecil Taylor,
Joey Negro,
In Retrospect,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.