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 Norway and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bar-Kays to the rap 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic 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?
Al Stewart,
JFA,
Youth Brigade,
Visage,
Jerry's Kids,
The Blackbyrds,
The Monochrome Set,
Organ,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
London Community Gospel Choir,
June of 44,
Surgeon,
Todd Rundgren,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warsaw,
Nirvana,
A Flock of Seagulls,
These Immortal Souls,
Iggy Pop,
Malaria!,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
David Axelrod,
Babytalk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scientists,
Kayak,
Cymande,
Nico,
Kevin Saunderson,
Faraquet,
Jandek,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ken Boothe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Magma,
The Last Poets,
a-ha,
The Birthday Party,
Public Image Ltd.,
Accadde A,
Echospace,
La Düsseldorf,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mars,
The Count Five,
The Fall,
Con Funk Shun,
Warren Ellis,
Guru Guru,
A Certain Ratio,
Harmonia,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Sound,
The Sonics,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.