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 Argentina and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Talk Talk to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Albert Ayler,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Foxx,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Index,
The Blues Magoos,
Iggy Pop,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Surgeon,
Hasil Adkins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Morten Harket,
a-ha,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Sonics,
Smog,
Hashim,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gong,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pantytec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Green,
Prince Buster,
Deadbeat,
Can,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barrington Levy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Malaria!,
Jerry's Kids,
Marshall Jefferson,
MC5,
Leonard Cohen,
Jacques Brel,
The Selecter,
Roger Hodgson,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Neon Judgement,
Nick Fraelich,
Ralphi Rosario,
Main Source,
The Dead C,
Maleditus Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eurythmics,
Sugar Minott,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Loose Ends,
Swans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
K-Klass,
The Count Five,
The Fuzztones,
The Trojans,
Alice Coltrane,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.