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 Micronesia and from Calgary.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Shuggie Otis,
The Golliwogs,
The Moleskins,
Porter Ricks,
Duran Duran,
The Residents,
H. Thieme,
Section 25,
Skaos,
Camberwell Now,
the Germs,
Mantronix,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Reagan Youth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Steve Hackett,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eve St. Jones,
Aswad,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Davy DMX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arcadia,
The Zeros,
Man Parrish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Unwound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Panda Bear,
Jacques Brel,
Chrome,
Roxette,
Aloha Tigers,
Stereo Dub,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gladiators,
Fad Gadget,
U.S. Maple,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cowsills,
Laurel Aitken,
Patti Smith,
Yaz,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Byrd,
Schoolly D,
The Doors,
Scion,
kango's stein massive,
Lower 48,
Los Fastidios,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marmalade,
The Mummies,
Chris & Cosey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.