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 Uzbekistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pole to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Coltrane,
the Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
the Germs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Faust,
The Cramps,
The Dead C,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerri Chandler,
Tommy Roe,
Angry Samoans,
Delta 5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Dawn Penn,
The Buckinghams,
Amon Düül II,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thompson Twins,
Whodini,
the Slits,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Young Rascals,
Tropical Tobacco,
Todd Rundgren,
Terrestrial Tones,
Unwound,
Marmalade,
Maleditus Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Dark Day,
the Sonics,
Archie Shepp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Siglo XX,
Carl Craig,
Grandmaster Flash,
Al Stewart,
Popol Vuh,
The Star Department,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Halsall,
Accadde A,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Buzzcocks,
Country Teasers,
The Electric Prunes,
Animal Collective,
The Seeds,
Sonic Youth,
Bill Near,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Chrome,
Brothers Johnson,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.