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 El Salvador and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar 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 Oneida to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minnie Riperton,
Parry Music,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Drexciya,
June of 44,
The Smoke,
Pole,
The Index,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Selecter,
Barrington Levy,
The Dead C,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Trumans Water,
Cameo,
Todd Rundgren,
Slave,
Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
Kas Product,
Glenn Branca,
Black Moon,
Neu!,
The Moleskins,
Adolescents,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Erasure,
The Grass Roots,
Tres Demented,
Nils Olav,
Lungfish,
Wire,
Mo-Dettes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
Schoolly D,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Animal Collective,
Jawbox,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
Ronnie Foster,
OOIOO,
The Fuzztones,
Patti Smith,
Angry Samoans,
The Searchers,
Mandrill,
Bronski Beat,
Tears for Fears,
The Five Americans,
The Motions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gun Club,
The Music Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Black Flag,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Popol Vuh,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.