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 Malawi and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jesus and Mary Chain to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cowsills,
Blossom Toes,
Hardrive,
The Stooges,
Infiniti,
Supertramp,
10cc,
L. Decosne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Victims,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dave Gahan,
Wasted Youth,
T. Rex,
Nils Olav,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eli Mardock,
Judy Mowatt,
the Slits,
Terrestrial Tones,
Motorama,
Soulsonic Force,
Kayak,
Alison Limerick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Alarm Clocks,
Slave,
Gong,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Anthony Braxton,
Schoolly D,
Qualms,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minor Threat,
Ten City,
H. Thieme,
Fluxion,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moleskins,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Byrd,
The Velvet Underground,
Q and Not U,
Y Pants,
Massinfluence,
The Wake,
Country Teasers,
The Seeds,
Pagans,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skriet,
Donald Byrd,
The Birthday Party,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Harpers Bizarre,
Au Pairs,
Sällskapet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Saccharine Trust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.