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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Prince Buster to the punk 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Alphaville,
Nick Fraelich,
Mandrill,
Liliput,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mantronix,
Harpers Bizarre,
Masters at Work,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Massinfluence,
Q65,
Eric Dolphy,
China Crisis,
Sarah Menescal,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Newcleus,
The Associates,
The Offenders,
Bush Tetras,
Howard Jones,
Bob Dylan,
Jeff Lynne,
MDC,
Kas Product,
The Birthday Party,
Anakelly,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Simply Red,
Average White Band,
The Leaves,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Foxx,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lyres,
The Neon Judgement,
La Düsseldorf,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Make Up,
The Searchers,
Josef K,
Junior Murvin,
Kurtis Blow,
Half Japanese,
John Cale,
Crime,
Quadrant,
CMW,
Archie Shepp,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agent Orange,
Grey Daturas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
cv313,
Sparks,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.