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 Ecuador and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Litter to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
The Five Americans,
Juan Atkins,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shoche,
Aloha Tigers,
Negative Approach,
Blake Baxter,
10cc,
Quantec,
Thee Headcoats,
Lyres,
Au Pairs,
Robert Wyatt,
Robert Görl,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
MC5,
Massinfluence,
Clear Light,
Marine Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
Kerri Chandler,
Warsaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cowsills,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The J.B.'s,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David Bowie,
Mad Mike,
Popol Vuh,
Eddi Front,
The Techniques,
Anakelly,
John Foxx,
Crispy Ambulance,
Toni Rubio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The American Breed,
Barry Ungar,
Spoonie Gee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Judy Mowatt,
Yazoo,
Deakin,
Blossom Toes,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nirvana,
Nick Fraelich,
Man Eating Sloth,
Amon Düül,
Roxette,
The Knickerbockers,
Janne Schatter,
Ponytail,
Graham Central Station,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.