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 Iceland and from Milan.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sonic Youth to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Mandrill,
Franke,
X-102,
The Birthday Party,
Q and Not U,
Stetsasonic,
Amazonics,
Moebius,
Agent Orange,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rakim,
The Neon Judgement,
Easy Going,
Dawn Penn,
The Pop Group,
The Tremeloes,
Groovy Waters,
Circle Jerks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Quadrant,
Alphaville,
Gabor Szabo,
Intrusion,
In Retrospect,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Funkadelic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The American Breed,
The Real Kids,
World's Most,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Maurizio,
Monolake,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radiohead,
Inner City,
Sun City Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
Clear Light,
B.T. Express,
Fugazi,
Sex Pistols,
Dennis Brown,
Trumans Water,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cramps,
The Golliwogs,
Sonic Youth,
Deakin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Reed,
Public Image Ltd.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.