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 Mexico and from Accra.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Desert Stars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
The Shadows of Knight,
Max Romeo,
The Gap Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Basic Channel,
X-101,
Aaron Thompson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Zero Boys,
Quadrant,
Urselle,
Sister Nancy,
Franke,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Star Department,
David Axelrod,
Moss Icon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fortunes,
World's Most,
Tom Boy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Television Personalities,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
This Heat,
The Move,
Ornette Coleman,
Pierre Henry,
Ohio Players,
Blake Baxter,
Lightning Bolt,
Lalann,
Unrelated Segments,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yusef Lateef,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Blossom Toes,
Lungfish,
John Foxx,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare,
The New Christs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul II Soul,
Niagra,
Nick Fraelich,
Q and Not U,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scientists,
Intrusion,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.