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 Romania and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mars to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Eric Dolphy,
Deadbeat,
Zapp,
Black Sheep,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick May,
Roger Hodgson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Patti Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Neil Young,
Marine Girls,
Archie Shepp,
The Grass Roots,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nik Kershaw,
The Modern Lovers,
Subhumans,
Josef K,
the Swans,
Symarip,
Agent Orange,
Bang On A Can,
Wire,
Flipper,
The Barracudas,
The Buckinghams,
The Dirtbombs,
World's Most,
Wings,
Underground Resistance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pagans,
Talk Talk,
Quadrant,
Smog,
Royal Trux,
Eric Copeland,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Steve Hackett,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ituana,
Absolute Body Control,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scan 7,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Loose Ends,
Mark Hollis,
Marmalade,
Intrusion,
New York Dolls,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.