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 San Marino and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 R.M.O. to the dance 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Nils Olav,
Jacob Miller,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Move,
The Velvet Underground,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
The Offenders,
Rosa Yemen,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Goldenarms,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Remains,
Whodini,
Dawn Penn,
Sight & Sound,
New York Dolls,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker,
Tomorrow,
The Saints,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Thompson Twins,
Robert Görl,
Peter and Kerry,
Pantaleimon,
Patti Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
Junior Murvin,
Royal Trux,
Crime,
Suicide,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Byron Stingily,
a-ha,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dual Sessions,
Black Sheep,
T.S.O.L.,
Clear Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fatback Band,
the Slits,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Fania All-Stars,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
Gang of Four,
Arab on Radar,
Ludus,
Josef K,
Groovy Waters,
Yaz,
Popol Vuh,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.