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 Romania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harpers Bizarre to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monolake,
Todd Terry,
Inner City,
The Young Rascals,
Lee Hazlewood,
Trumans Water,
The Fugs,
Spoonie Gee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alice Coltrane,
Maurizio,
Intrusion,
Model 500,
Vladislav Delay,
The Cramps,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skriet,
Mr. Review,
The Victims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
PIL,
Public Image Ltd.,
Subhumans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lower 48,
The Associates,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Faust,
Y Pants,
The Durutti Column,
MC5,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Second Layer,
Al Stewart,
Lalo Schifrin,
Peter and Kerry,
The American Breed,
Morten Harket,
Sam Rivers,
Faraquet,
Fatback Band,
Pantytec,
The Monochrome Set,
Lakeside,
Max Romeo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Franke,
Mission of Burma,
Pagans,
Alison Limerick,
Joey Negro,
Parry Music,
The Residents,
Slick Rick,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.