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 Luxembourg and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Public Image Ltd. to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Jeff Mills,
Scion,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
the Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nas,
Marvin Gaye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Cell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Searchers,
Wally Richardson,
Gichy Dan,
Radiohead,
The Sound,
The Wake,
Tres Demented,
The Detroit Cobras,
Saccharine Trust,
T.S.O.L.,
Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Erasure,
Toni Rubio,
The Grass Roots,
Faraquet,
The Mojo Men,
Nico,
Swans,
Barbara Tucker,
Pere Ubu,
The Count Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Green,
Steve Hackett,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yaz,
Dual Sessions,
EPMD,
Pantaleimon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cramps,
Colin Newman,
The Dead C,
Young Marble Giants,
Bad Manners,
Letta Mbulu,
Juan Atkins,
Max Romeo,
Tom Boy,
Marine Girls,
DJ Style,
Joyce Sims,
Pierre Henry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Q65,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.