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 Russia and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dawn Penn to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Janne Schatter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flamin' Groovies,
Von Mondo,
Ossler,
The Zeros,
Byron Stingily,
David Bowie,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Machine,
Roxy Music,
UT,
Idris Muhammad,
Leonard Cohen,
Q and Not U,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Music Machine,
Camberwell Now,
David McCallum,
Blancmange,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scrapy,
Alton Ellis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skarface,
The Misunderstood,
MC5,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oblivians,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric Dolphy,
Lindisfarne,
James White and The Blacks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Parry Music,
Ludus,
Albert Ayler,
Popol Vuh,
Wolf Eyes,
Patti Smith,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Massinfluence,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Letta Mbulu,
Lungfish,
Mad Mike,
Pere Ubu,
Funkadelic,
The Stooges,
Hardrive,
Sex Pistols,
Barry Ungar,
Drive Like Jehu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Television,
Graham Central Station,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.