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 Bahrain and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Josef K to the rap 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marine Girls,
Aswad,
Oneida,
Wally Richardson,
Glenn Branca,
Suburban Knight,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
China Crisis,
The Star Department,
Kaleidoscope,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Velvet Underground,
Tropical Tobacco,
Laurel Aitken,
FM Einheit,
Blake Baxter,
Reagan Youth,
Tres Demented,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television Personalities,
Essential Logic,
Peter & Gordon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Audionom,
Index,
The Dirtbombs,
John Cale,
Moby Grape,
The Beau Brummels,
Grauzone,
Yusef Lateef,
Lalann,
R.M.O.,
The Vogues,
Mr. Review,
Mo-Dettes,
Scrapy,
The Techniques,
Radiohead,
Nils Olav,
Von Mondo,
Byron Stingily,
Clear Light,
U.S. Maple,
Chrome,
Dawn Penn,
Colin Newman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers,
Ultra Naté,
Judy Mowatt,
the Swans,
Severed Heads,
The Blues Magoos,
Todd Rundgren,
T.S.O.L.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kurtis Blow,
Spoonie Gee,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.