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 Algeria and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jacob Miller to the disco 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Gabor Szabo,
The Raincoats,
Byron Stingily,
One Last Wish,
Flipper,
Sunsets and Hearts,
A Certain Ratio,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker,
Flash Fearless,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Amon Düül II,
Aswad,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swell Maps,
The Victims,
Parry Music,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eden Ahbez,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Pus,
Howard Jones,
Skriet,
Alison Limerick,
Trumans Water,
June of 44,
Soft Cell,
Colin Newman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul II Soul,
Slave,
Dorothy Ashby,
Althea and Donna,
Loose Ends,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Danielle Patucci,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Standells,
Television,
John Lydon,
The Walker Brothers,
Yazoo,
Wings,
Little Man,
Peter & Gordon,
Ice-T,
Easy Going,
Eddi Front,
Japan,
Anthony Braxton,
The Durutti Column,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
Ronnie Foster,
10cc,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mojo Men,
Schoolly D,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Terry Callier,
the Sonics,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.