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 Qatar and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the snare 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 Whodini to the rock 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Radio Birdman,
Severed Heads,
Lyres,
Pylon,
The Wake,
New Order,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hardrive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Skatalites,
Jimmy McGriff,
U.S. Maple,
The Busters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Urselle,
Skarface,
Hasil Adkins,
The Invisible,
Lebanon Hanover,
EPMD,
Half Japanese,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nik Kershaw,
Can,
Mark Hollis,
Roxy Music,
Grauzone,
John Lydon,
June of 44,
Davy DMX,
Sonic Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
KRS-One,
Theoretical Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Little Man,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Icehouse,
Ituana,
Q65,
Harmonia,
The Red Krayola,
K-Klass,
Scott Walker,
Stetsasonic,
Delta 5,
Simply Red,
The Techniques,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Pagans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aaron Thompson,
Cameo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Silicon Teens,
Malaria!,
Sun City Girls,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.