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 Panama and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Unwound to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Bang On A Can,
Davy DMX,
China Crisis,
Visage,
The Residents,
Marine Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nirvana,
The American Breed,
John Lydon,
Main Source,
Thee Headcoats,
Connie Case,
Shuggie Otis,
Marvin Gaye,
Siglo XX,
Deadbeat,
Hashim,
Arab on Radar,
Von Mondo,
Black Bananas,
Radiohead,
Sam Rivers,
Barclay James Harvest,
10cc,
Kerri Chandler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gap Band,
The Moody Blues,
The Litter,
Wire,
Rekid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Japan,
The Motions,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Christie,
kango's stein massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
CMW,
Barrington Levy,
Crash Course in Science,
Ornette Coleman,
The Index,
Banda Bassotti,
The Modern Lovers,
the Swans,
Deepchord,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joensuu 1685,
Guru Guru,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hasil Adkins,
June of 44,
Matthew Bourne,
Tears for Fears,
Darondo,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.