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 Libya and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 China Crisis to the techno 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Reed,
Symarip,
Piero Umiliani,
The Kinks,
Archie Shepp,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mo-Dettes,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Green,
Flash Fearless,
Tom Boy,
Bad Manners,
Camberwell Now,
Ten City,
Fela Kuti,
Agitation Free,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Dirtbombs,
Parry Music,
Eric Copeland,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Litter,
Harry Pussy,
Inner City,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alphaville,
The Offenders,
Easy Going,
Deakin,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Terry,
F. McDonald,
Sparks,
H. Thieme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
KRS-One,
Shuggie Otis,
June of 44,
Scion,
Erykah Badu,
The Cowsills,
The Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Byrd,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
48th St. Collective,
Scrapy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unwound,
The Velvet Underground,
Saccharine Trust,
Groovy Waters,
Animal Collective,
Gang of Four,
Funkadelic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cure,
Make Up,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.