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 Jordan and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bootsy Collins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Guru Guru,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Talk Talk,
Second Layer,
Pantaleimon,
Model 500,
The Saints,
Ponytail,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Clear Light,
Ultra Naté,
kango's stein massive,
New Order,
Laurel Aitken,
Television,
Robert Görl,
Surgeon,
Hot Snakes,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gap Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visage,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roy Ayers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fatback Band,
Popol Vuh,
Niagra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Infiniti,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Drexciya,
Magazine,
Slave,
The Fortunes,
Suicide,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Boredoms,
The Black Dice,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skarface,
Aural Exciters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
June of 44,
Lalann,
Unrelated Segments,
Zero Boys,
Average White Band,
Marc Almond,
Crooked Eye,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fuzztones,
Pulsallama,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Association,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.