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 Georgia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pantytec to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Sandy B,
John Lydon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oblivians,
Lower 48,
John Foxx,
Talk Talk,
Hardrive,
Brand Nubian,
Stiv Bators,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Maurizio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Blues Magoos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rakim,
Funky Four + One,
The Dave Clark Five,
Silicon Teens,
AZ,
Connie Case,
Jawbox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Shadows of Knight,
Organ,
Scientists,
Erykah Badu,
June of 44,
The Martian,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rekid,
Yellowson,
Zero Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Adolescents,
Black Bananas,
Zapp,
Minutemen,
T.S.O.L.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Y Pants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cowsills,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Clarke,
Kayak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radiohead,
Kerri Chandler,
MDC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gong,
The Detroit Cobras,
These Immortal Souls,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.