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 Russia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
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 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 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 Jandek to the electroclash 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Idris Muhammad,
Maleditus Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeff Mills,
Dennis Brown,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Chris Corsano,
Nirvana,
Barry Ungar,
Make Up,
Young Marble Giants,
Skriet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Bananas,
Gichy Dan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suburban Knight,
Albert Ayler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moebius,
Fluxion,
the Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Delta 5,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Patti Smith,
D'Angelo,
Eli Mardock,
The Remains,
Bush Tetras,
Urselle,
Jacques Brel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
UT,
Godley & Creme,
Pagans,
Porter Ricks,
Unrelated Segments,
Eden Ahbez,
Lakeside,
E-Dancer,
Boredoms,
Fela Kuti,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Wells,
FM Einheit,
Unwound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Flash Fearless,
Gang of Four,
In Retrospect,
Barrington Levy,
The Cure,
Rhythm & Sound,
Heaven 17,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.