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 Seychelles and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 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 Motorama to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Matthew Bourne,
Scion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Loose Ends,
Rapeman,
Tom Boy,
The Litter,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Germs,
a-ha,
Mr. Review,
Susan Cadogan,
OOIOO,
This Heat,
Warsaw,
The Smoke,
Sound Behaviour,
The Red Krayola,
Swell Maps,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thompson Twins,
Slick Rick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grey Daturas,
Second Layer,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
Ultra Naté,
Anakelly,
Talk Talk,
The Tremeloes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gun Club,
Simply Red,
PIL,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
Steve Hackett,
Malaria!,
The Standells,
Todd Terry,
Reuben Wilson,
Guru Guru,
Lightning Bolt,
Rosa Yemen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Motorama,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lalann,
Adolescents,
Iggy Pop,
Man Parrish,
AZ,
The Cowsills,
Hoover,
Jandek,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.