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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
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 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 Matthew Bourne to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Jeff Lynne,
Todd Rundgren,
Erasure,
Ronnie Foster,
Crispy Ambulance,
Juan Atkins,
Model 500,
the Soft Cell,
Sex Pistols,
Scratch Acid,
Harry Pussy,
Q and Not U,
Chrome,
Josef K,
The Gladiators,
Motorama,
Tommy Roe,
Basic Channel,
David Bowie,
The Raincoats,
JFA,
The Monks,
Wolf Eyes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
ABC,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fluxion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Young Marble Giants,
Nils Olav,
Deakin,
Gang Starr,
Intrusion,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter and Kerry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Bananas,
Soft Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
ABBA,
The Leaves,
The Evens,
Buzzcocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Wire,
The Sound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Velvet Underground,
The Black Dice,
Rufus Thomas,
Ludus,
Anakelly,
Oneida,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crooked Eye,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Techniques,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.