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 Mali and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 The Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kenny Larkin,
Matthew Bourne,
Rhythm & Sound,
Babytalk,
Danielle Patucci,
Ten City,
Wally Richardson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television Personalities,
The Pop Group,
Agent Orange,
Roy Ayers,
Royal Trux,
The Mummies,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bluetip,
Urselle,
Tres Demented,
Henry Cow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Delta 5,
Fugazi,
Johnny Osbourne,
Adolescents,
Josef K,
Mars,
Black Flag,
Joyce Sims,
Soul Sonic Force,
Altered Images,
Aural Exciters,
Black Bananas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eli Mardock,
Nico,
Cecil Taylor,
Television,
Sun Ra,
The Motions,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
Boz Scaggs,
R.M.O.,
Alison Limerick,
X-Ray Spex,
Scientists,
Rapeman,
Skarface,
Lyres,
Vainqueur,
The Happenings,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Byrd,
The Human League,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.