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 Belgium and from New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Oneida to the dance 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Clear Light,
KRS-One,
The Cure,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Sonics,
John Holt,
New Order,
The Vogues,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
D'Angelo,
Lindisfarne,
Quando Quango,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fortunes,
Fela Kuti,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roxy Music,
Jerry's Kids,
The Zeros,
Aaron Thompson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Television Personalities,
John Foxx,
Henry Cow,
Ponytail,
Crash Course in Science,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
Yazoo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Lalann,
Delta 5,
World's Most,
The Moody Blues,
Moss Icon,
Essential Logic,
Kenny Larkin,
The Red Krayola,
Rod Modell,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeru the Damaja,
cv313,
Black Flag,
Pussy Galore,
Scratch Acid,
Hot Snakes,
The Five Americans,
B.T. Express,
Make Up,
The Beau Brummels,
Underground Resistance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barrington Levy,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.