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 Mali and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer 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 Big Daddy Kane to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dark Day,
Supertramp,
The United States of America,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
The Motions,
Smog,
The Velvet Underground,
Rekid,
Absolute Body Control,
Suicide,
The Victims,
Faraquet,
Marshall Jefferson,
Schoolly D,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blake Baxter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Johnny Clarke,
Organ,
Joe Smooth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scrapy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tom Boy,
The Cramps,
John Lydon,
DNA,
Carl Craig,
Urselle,
Massinfluence,
Nick Fraelich,
Terry Callier,
Tubeway Army,
The Knickerbockers,
Derrick Morgan,
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals,
UT,
Chris & Cosey,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Leaves,
New Order,
Guru Guru,
The Smiths,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Connie Case,
Black Pus,
The Names,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
Icehouse,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gladiators,
MC5,
The Martian,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.