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 Poland and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Neu! to the jazz 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
The Tremeloes,
The Gap Band,
The Busters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camouflage,
James White and The Blacks,
Michelle Simonal,
Dark Day,
Robert Wyatt,
Altered Images,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
Pussy Galore,
Adolescents,
Infiniti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rekid,
Franke,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxette,
Brand Nubian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Music Machine,
Model 500,
The Divine Comedy,
Deadbeat,
The Buckinghams,
Susan Cadogan,
Bob Dylan,
John Holt,
Stetsasonic,
Intrusion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suburban Knight,
Sex Pistols,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Raincoats,
Colin Newman,
Derrick Morgan,
Dave Gahan,
Hardrive,
Siglo XX,
The Golliwogs,
Easy Going,
The Human League,
Maurizio,
The Barracudas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Can,
Ten City,
DJ Style,
Animal Collective,
Bill Wells,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fugazi,
Reagan Youth,
Clear Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Ponytail,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.