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 Cambodia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Massinfluence 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Laurel Aitken,
Rufus Thomas,
Funky Four + One,
FM Einheit,
Zapp,
Lucky Dragons,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sight & Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Holt,
Roxette,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
The Martian,
the Slits,
The Monochrome Set,
Lyres,
Dave Gahan,
Rod Modell,
The Saints,
Barry Ungar,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cal Tjader,
Nation of Ulysses,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young,
Bobby Sherman,
Swans,
Ken Boothe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Malaria!,
The Five Americans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Iggy Pop,
Japan,
Second Layer,
A Certain Ratio,
The Blues Magoos,
Susan Cadogan,
John Coltrane,
Can,
Black Bananas,
Matthew Bourne,
Eli Mardock,
Flash Fearless,
Ituana,
Bill Near,
Jerry's Kids,
Barbara Tucker,
Tim Buckley,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brand Nubian,
The Music Machine,
Absolute Body Control,
L. Decosne,
Faust,
Anakelly,
Ponytail,
The Busters,
X-Ray Spex,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.