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 Sweden and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sonic Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Au Pairs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rekid,
Black Flag,
The Count Five,
Sugar Minott,
Malaria!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Country Teasers,
Kayak,
Dual Sessions,
The Electric Prunes,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Cramps,
Faust,
Kerrie Biddell,
Intrusion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Adolescents,
Con Funk Shun,
DJ Style,
Quadrant,
Robert Görl,
Alphaville,
Pagans,
Joyce Sims,
Sister Nancy,
The Index,
Guru Guru,
Terry Callier,
Marc Almond,
ABC,
Yaz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Altered Images,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang of Four,
Thompson Twins,
Tim Buckley,
U.S. Maple,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moss Icon,
The Wake,
The Gories,
Colin Newman,
The Litter,
Marine Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Clear Light,
Swans,
the Swans,
Popol Vuh,
Whodini,
Roger Hodgson,
10cc,
Dorothy Ashby,
Panda Bear,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.