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 Moldova and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Aloha Tigers to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Cluster,
World's Most,
B.T. Express,
Shoche,
Chris & Cosey,
Colin Newman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Shuggie Otis,
The Slackers,
The Cowsills,
The Cramps,
Mo-Dettes,
Thee Headcoats,
The Dead C,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Archie Shepp,
The Toasters,
Bobby Womack,
Half Japanese,
DJ Sneak,
The Stooges,
Kas Product,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fluxion,
Monks,
Buzzcocks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Simply Red,
Wire,
The Count Five,
Rod Modell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Delta 5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Second Layer,
Scan 7,
Cymande,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Sherman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Y Pants,
Pere Ubu,
Surgeon,
Throbbing Gristle,
China Crisis,
Minny Pops,
Lindisfarne,
The Martian,
Cal Tjader,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deepchord,
Sandy B,
MDC,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Albert Ayler,
Grauzone,
Parry Music,
Eric Copeland,
Oblivians,
The Doors,
Marshall Jefferson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.