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 Syria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Ten City to the rap 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
U.S. Maple,
The Leaves,
MC5,
Aural Exciters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nik Kershaw,
The Residents,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Associates,
Interpol,
The Misunderstood,
Moss Icon,
Agent Orange,
Kas Product,
Y Pants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Archie Shepp,
Letta Mbulu,
Mr. Review,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Velvet Underground,
Banda Bassotti,
Dave Gahan,
Toni Rubio,
Swans,
The Gap Band,
Stiv Bators,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lower 48,
the Sonics,
Tears for Fears,
Faust,
Deepchord,
Bad Manners,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
DNA,
The Evens,
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare,
the Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
X-102,
Ronan,
Michelle Simonal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Niagra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Subhumans,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Smiths,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tommy Roe,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.