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 Malaysia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the punk 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Selecter,
X-Ray Spex,
Niagra,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Anakelly,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
10cc,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Christie,
This Heat,
Eric Copeland,
Boredoms,
The Remains,
Second Layer,
Basic Channel,
Sun City Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stetsasonic,
Albert Ayler,
Animal Collective,
Slave,
The Detroit Cobras,
Terry Callier,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Amon Düül,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang of Four,
LL Cool J,
D'Angelo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Saccharine Trust,
The Tremeloes,
MDC,
The Dead C,
Organ,
Circle Jerks,
Popol Vuh,
Rod Modell,
Trumans Water,
Sällskapet,
The Gladiators,
Archie Shepp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lalann,
Television Personalities,
The Blues Magoos,
Deakin,
Moby Grape,
Patti Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Urselle,
The Mummies,
Alton Ellis,
The Five Americans,
Joe Finger,
Gang Gang Dance,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.