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 Austria and from Manila.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Blues Magoos,
Dark Day,
Carl Craig,
Amon Düül,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Organ,
Grey Daturas,
The Techniques,
Darondo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Make Up,
The Human League,
The American Breed,
The Alarm Clocks,
David McCallum,
Delon & Dalcan,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rufus Thomas,
Visage,
Nick Fraelich,
Gregory Isaacs,
Moebius,
Section 25,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minutemen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Rosa Yemen,
Drexciya,
Metal Thangz,
Moby Grape,
Rhythm & Sound,
R.M.O.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sex Pistols,
Au Pairs,
Theoretical Girls,
Ohio Players,
The Five Americans,
Crooked Eye,
Black Flag,
Ronan,
Underground Resistance,
The United States of America,
Agent Orange,
The Misunderstood,
The Fortunes,
K-Klass,
The Golliwogs,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Searchers,
Cal Tjader,
Camouflage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
MC5,
Das Ding,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Terry,
Hot Snakes,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.