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 Kosovo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Gories to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Zero Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cramps,
Vainqueur,
These Immortal Souls,
Ludus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aloha Tigers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kas Product,
Scion,
The Toasters,
The Raincoats,
AZ,
Hasil Adkins,
Los Fastidios,
The Shadows of Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
Matthew Halsall,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roxette,
Godley & Creme,
Alison Limerick,
Eden Ahbez,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Half Japanese,
The J.B.'s,
Cecil Taylor,
Jerry's Kids,
The Evens,
The Searchers,
Toni Rubio,
New Age Steppers,
Ultravox,
Brothers Johnson,
Mark Hollis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Agent Orange,
Soft Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Kinks,
Guru Guru,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Birthday Party,
Kayak,
The Fuzztones,
Roxy Music,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lightning Bolt,
Colin Newman,
Magma,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scrapy,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.