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 Nauru and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kas Product to the grunge 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Wire,
Zero Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fuzztones,
Duran Duran,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Moon,
The Neon Judgement,
Slick Rick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quando Quango,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pussy Galore,
Rod Modell,
Icehouse,
This Heat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Todd Terry,
10cc,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
Pole,
Alison Limerick,
Patti Smith,
Barry Ungar,
The Misunderstood,
H. Thieme,
Magazine,
John Lydon,
The Busters,
a-ha,
Pagans,
Niagra,
The Seeds,
Erasure,
Graham Central Station,
Flipper,
Swell Maps,
Banda Bassotti,
Reuben Wilson,
K-Klass,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aural Exciters,
Cluster,
Franke,
Flash Fearless,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lindisfarne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Robert Hood,
B.T. Express,
Michelle Simonal,
Harpers Bizarre,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.