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 Germany and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the snare 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the dance 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Scan 7,
Procol Harum,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Lyres,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
Sonic Youth,
Mandrill,
The Slackers,
Audionom,
Aural Exciters,
Rotary Connection,
Severed Heads,
Jawbox,
Franke,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Man Parrish,
Babytalk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angry Samoans,
Moss Icon,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mojo Men,
Ludus,
Mary Jane Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
Unwound,
Minor Threat,
Flipper,
Delon & Dalcan,
The J.B.'s,
the Sonics,
T. Rex,
Altered Images,
Rosa Yemen,
Quadrant,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Godley & Creme,
Chris & Cosey,
the Slits,
The United States of America,
Marmalade,
JFA,
Pylon,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bootsy Collins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Stooges,
Minutemen,
Warsaw,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Royal Trux,
Soul II Soul,
Popol Vuh,
Depeche Mode,
Dark Day,
Fatback Band,
Groovy Waters,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.