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 Israel and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 clarinet 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 Q and Not U to the crunk 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Metal Thangz,
Anakelly,
Marine Girls,
Rotary Connection,
Lower 48,
The Sonics,
Swans,
Qualms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sixth Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Leaves,
Index,
Darondo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fluxion,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bad Manners,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
D'Angelo,
Moss Icon,
The Remains,
Moby Grape,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed,
The Knickerbockers,
Tears for Fears,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hot Snakes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pylon,
Depeche Mode,
Sexual Harrassment,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang On A Can,
ABBA,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Slave,
Sam Rivers,
Jacques Brel,
Kaleidoscope,
Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barbara Tucker,
Marshall Jefferson,
10cc,
K-Klass,
The Vogues,
Sex Pistols,
Cheater Slicks,
Second Layer,
Radiohead,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Five Americans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.