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 Georgia and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Von Mondo to the dance 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ken Boothe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tubeway Army,
Alphaville,
Gichy Dan,
ABBA,
Icehouse,
Anthony Braxton,
Juan Atkins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vainqueur,
Archie Shepp,
Ralphi Rosario,
Clear Light,
DJ Sneak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Carl Craig,
Nik Kershaw,
Trumans Water,
This Heat,
The Evens,
The Real Kids,
Animal Collective,
Interpol,
Zapp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funky Four + One,
The Wake,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Bowie,
The Trojans,
Visage,
The Golliwogs,
The Moody Blues,
Suicide,
Accadde A,
Fear,
David McCallum,
CMW,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Green,
Mandrill,
X-102,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
cv313,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Soulsonic Force,
Severed Heads,
Dead Boys,
The Happenings,
Ice-T,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cheater Slicks,
Simply Red,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.