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 Uruguay and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Names to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Davy DMX,
The Young Rascals,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy Collins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Letta Mbulu,
Robert Görl,
OOIOO,
Thee Headcoats,
UT,
Slick Rick,
Pole,
Wally Richardson,
Technova,
Ultra Naté,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Bowie,
Talk Talk,
New Order,
Parry Music,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aaron Thompson,
Tommy Roe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ice-T,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yellowson,
Swell Maps,
The Evens,
Surgeon,
The Offenders,
Mantronix,
Suicide,
Stiv Bators,
Rekid,
Al Stewart,
kango's stein massive,
Marine Girls,
The Fugs,
Ossler,
Max Romeo,
Zero Boys,
Schoolly D,
The Modern Lovers,
Brothers Johnson,
Joe Finger,
L. Decosne,
Vladislav Delay,
Model 500,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Panda Bear,
The Selecter,
Peter and Kerry,
The Flesh Eaters,
Erasure,
Main Source,
Mad Mike,
Oneida,
Radio Birdman,
Camouflage,
Fad Gadget,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The J.B.'s,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.