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 Ukraine and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rosa Yemen to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Sixth Finger,
Swans,
Lakeside,
Big Daddy Kane,
Henry Cow,
Nils Olav,
Unwound,
Thompson Twins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Khruangbin,
Agitation Free,
PIL,
The Invisible,
T. Rex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Procol Harum,
Andrew Hill,
Slick Rick,
Leonard Cohen,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Motions,
Peter and Kerry,
Charles Mingus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pere Ubu,
The Gories,
Lyres,
The Count Five,
Wings,
Parry Music,
John Coltrane,
Joy Division,
Eddi Front,
Can,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Schoolly D,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Starr,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
World's Most,
Television Personalities,
The Slackers,
Minnie Riperton,
Q65,
Jacques Brel,
Royal Trux,
Joe Smooth,
The Electric Prunes,
Davy DMX,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yaz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Young Rascals,
Skaos,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Das Ding,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.