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 Comoros and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yazoo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Eric Copeland,
Con Funk Shun,
Urselle,
Archie Shepp,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
Scott Walker,
Leonard Cohen,
Andrew Hill,
Talk Talk,
Joyce Sims,
Neil Young,
The Moleskins,
Liliput,
The Velvet Underground,
Guru Guru,
The Gladiators,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dave Gahan,
Crime,
Marcia Griffiths,
The J.B.'s,
Jacob Miller,
Susan Cadogan,
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
Scion,
Steve Hackett,
The Toasters,
Godley & Creme,
Amon Düül,
the Soft Cell,
Das Ding,
The Invisible,
48th St. Collective,
Scan 7,
Pere Ubu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
The Knickerbockers,
Panda Bear,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Motorama,
Sun City Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
The Vogues,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Red Krayola,
Agent Orange,
Juan Atkins,
Tres Demented,
Morten Harket,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Vainqueur,
Lou Christie,
Livin' Joy,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.