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 Albania and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Television to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
The Raincoats,
Gang Starr,
Country Teasers,
David McCallum,
The Beau Brummels,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
E-Dancer,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gun Club,
MDC,
Colin Newman,
Von Mondo,
Radio Birdman,
Kas Product,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Iggy Pop,
Godley & Creme,
John Holt,
The Monks,
Matthew Bourne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tomorrow,
Ronnie Foster,
Traffic Nightmare,
Babytalk,
The Cure,
Circle Jerks,
Arcadia,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young,
Flash Fearless,
The Saints,
John Lydon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doors,
The New Christs,
The Sonics,
The Slackers,
Alphaville,
Donald Byrd,
Ossler,
Easy Going,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Niagra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Arthur Verocai,
Alton Ellis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Make Up,
Ken Boothe,
Danielle Patucci,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.