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 Germany and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Girls At Our Best! to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
Black Pus,
Circle Jerks,
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
Piero Umiliani,
Al Stewart,
Brick,
Stiv Bators,
Pere Ubu,
Sonic Youth,
The Red Krayola,
Bauhaus,
Pagans,
Supertramp,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Leaves,
Soft Cell,
Cecil Taylor,
Slave,
Smog,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Morten Harket,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arab on Radar,
Pulsallama,
The Durutti Column,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Little Man,
A Certain Ratio,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Association,
Mark Hollis,
Junior Murvin,
Susan Cadogan,
Cluster,
The Motions,
The Fuzztones,
The Martian,
X-102,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dawn Penn,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Los Fastidios,
The Kinks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New York Dolls,
kango's stein massive,
UT,
Y Pants,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-101,
Hot Snakes,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.