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 Sudan and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Skriet to the dance 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joensuu 1685,
The Gun Club,
Deakin,
The Count Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Terry Callier,
Tubeway Army,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aural Exciters,
Nils Olav,
Joy Division,
Motorama,
Cluster,
Flash Fearless,
Faust,
Zapp,
Roger Hodgson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gong,
Harry Pussy,
Pulsallama,
Alice Coltrane,
The Stooges,
The Cure,
Lightning Bolt,
The Moleskins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Christie,
Suicide,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mo-Dettes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dawn Penn,
Sarah Menescal,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eurythmics,
Bobby Womack,
Harpers Bizarre,
T.S.O.L.,
The Toasters,
kango's stein massive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rapeman,
Maleditus Sound,
David Axelrod,
Oblivians,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Sonics,
Popol Vuh,
Fad Gadget,
UT,
Barrington Levy,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.