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 Austria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Bill Near to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Zeros,
Roxy Music,
The Dave Clark Five,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Q and Not U,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bluetip,
Scratch Acid,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Arthur Verocai,
The Associates,
Hardrive,
Alice Coltrane,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Normal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Music Machine,
Iggy Pop,
Pussy Galore,
Das Ding,
Peter and Kerry,
L. Decosne,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers,
Joey Negro,
John Cale,
Swans,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Lydon,
Flipper,
Freddie Wadling,
The Electric Prunes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Technova,
Altered Images,
Judy Mowatt,
Radio Birdman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Mills,
Isaac Hayes,
the Human League,
Underground Resistance,
Crash Course in Science,
Archie Shepp,
Thompson Twins,
Popol Vuh,
Agitation Free,
Josef K,
Ice-T,
New Age Steppers,
Dawn Penn,
Deadbeat,
DNA,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television,
The Fugs,
Black Flag,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.