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 Kenya and from London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Grass Roots 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Fugazi,
Patti Smith,
Bang On A Can,
Magma,
Bush Tetras,
Mission of Burma,
Lou Christie,
kango's stein massive,
Ken Boothe,
Smog,
Robert Hood,
KRS-One,
Minutemen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Negative Approach,
Sparks,
Grauzone,
Eve St. Jones,
Albert Ayler,
the Association,
R.M.O.,
Delta 5,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Dolphy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Faraquet,
Quando Quango,
Flash Fearless,
the Normal,
Procol Harum,
Johnny Clarke,
Camouflage,
DJ Style,
Junior Murvin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
Eric Copeland,
FM Einheit,
Echospace,
Franke,
The Index,
Qualms,
Letta Mbulu,
AZ,
The Modern Lovers,
Janne Schatter,
Basic Channel,
Lungfish,
Dead Boys,
The Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
Los Fastidios,
Blossom Toes,
Mars,
Bluetip,
Godley & Creme,
Circle Jerks,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Evens,
Gichy Dan,
Moby Grape,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.