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 Mongolia and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eric Dolphy to the punk 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Raincoats,
FM Einheit,
Public Enemy,
The Grass Roots,
Jimmy McGriff,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Hill,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Halsall,
Kayak,
La Düsseldorf,
Josef K,
Cameo,
The Tremeloes,
Fugazi,
Black Pus,
Section 25,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Radiopuhelimet,
B.T. Express,
Minutemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boz Scaggs,
Unwound,
Wolf Eyes,
Groovy Waters,
Television Personalities,
Whodini,
Scratch Acid,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Offenders,
Faraquet,
Reagan Youth,
Main Source,
Mark Hollis,
The Slackers,
Hasil Adkins,
Japan,
Eli Mardock,
Icehouse,
Pylon,
Prince Buster,
John Lydon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Womack,
The Vogues,
Pantaleimon,
The Gun Club,
Throbbing Gristle,
Animal Collective,
Sex Pistols,
Rakim,
CMW,
T.S.O.L.,
John Coltrane,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.