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 Macedonia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the rap 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Joe Smooth,
Todd Rundgren,
Babytalk,
Adolescents,
Icehouse,
Chris Corsano,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gerry Rafferty,
KRS-One,
CMW,
The Monochrome Set,
a-ha,
Unrelated Segments,
Panda Bear,
Japan,
Livin' Joy,
Anthony Braxton,
Khruangbin,
Porter Ricks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Barrington Levy,
The Tremeloes,
Josef K,
Kas Product,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
MDC,
John Cale,
Johnny Clarke,
Pere Ubu,
Pantaleimon,
Henry Cow,
EPMD,
Soul II Soul,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radio Birdman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marc Almond,
Flash Fearless,
Delta 5,
Swell Maps,
Erasure,
Terry Callier,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Gladiators,
cv313,
Don Cherry,
Chris & Cosey,
The Happenings,
Black Pus,
Crash Course in Science,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Finger,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.