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 Armenia 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Symarip to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Rotary Connection,
Ultravox,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Misunderstood,
John Cale,
Underground Resistance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Anakelly,
Thee Headcoats,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Electric Prunes,
Panda Bear,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
Zapp,
Archie Shepp,
Tomorrow,
The Invisible,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Second Layer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Henry Cow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Section 25,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Smiths,
Barry Ungar,
the Germs,
Scrapy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Man Parrish,
Sun Ra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
E-Dancer,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joyce Sims,
Joe Smooth,
Oneida,
The Sonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bill Wells,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brothers Johnson,
the Sonics,
The Busters,
Ossler,
This Heat,
Lee Hazlewood,
James White and The Blacks,
Kurtis Blow,
Groovy Waters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.