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 Croatia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Blancmange to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Television Personalities,
Soft Cell,
Parry Music,
Ten City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed,
The Seeds,
The Techniques,
Jeff Lynne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Big Daddy Kane,
E-Dancer,
Alice Coltrane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Panda Bear,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fluxion,
Brass Construction,
The Blackbyrds,
the Association,
Lebanon Hanover,
Metal Thangz,
The Smoke,
Junior Murvin,
Ronnie Foster,
Duran Duran,
Angry Samoans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Neil Young,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nico,
Q and Not U,
PIL,
Black Bananas,
Fad Gadget,
Kurtis Blow,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sex Pistols,
Funky Four + One,
Idris Muhammad,
48th St. Collective,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yellowson,
Negative Approach,
Suicide,
Rotary Connection,
Bauhaus,
a-ha,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
ABC,
Bush Tetras,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kayak,
Eve St. Jones,
Theoretical Girls,
Surgeon,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.