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 Solomon Islands and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Eddi Front to the punk 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
The Fall,
Flash Fearless,
Hardrive,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Görl,
Clear Light,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
Sixth Finger,
Make Up,
Jerry's Kids,
Soul II Soul,
Barrington Levy,
Scratch Acid,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ossler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Darondo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Faust,
Rotary Connection,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ultravox,
Royal Trux,
Ronan,
Mad Mike,
Aural Exciters,
Eli Mardock,
The Birthday Party,
The Leaves,
Quadrant,
Kerri Chandler,
a-ha,
Tim Buckley,
The Buckinghams,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Oneida,
Franke,
Los Fastidios,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Associates,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bronski Beat,
The Invisible,
Colin Newman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yusef Lateef,
John Holt,
Lalann,
Byron Stingily,
Junior Murvin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Drexciya,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.