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 Suriname and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Toasters to the rap 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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Theoretical Girls,
Quando Quango,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Lydon,
Gong,
Tres Demented,
Make Up,
the Sonics,
The Victims,
John Coltrane,
JFA,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sonic Youth,
CMW,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Babytalk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aswad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dawn Penn,
The United States of America,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pulsallama,
Funky Four + One,
Mandrill,
Frankie Knuckles,
Isaac Hayes,
Bob Dylan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash,
FM Einheit,
Leonard Cohen,
Underground Resistance,
Q and Not U,
Bronski Beat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ralphi Rosario,
R.M.O.,
Althea and Donna,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pussy Galore,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Standells,
Jacob Miller,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cluster,
Agent Orange,
Kerrie Biddell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fugazi,
Ronan,
Scrapy,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.