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 the UAE and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 chamberlin 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 Bootsy Collins to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brick,
Stiv Bators,
The Offenders,
The Zeros,
Ludus,
Erykah Badu,
Gang of Four,
The Fuzztones,
Aural Exciters,
Zero Boys,
Alton Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Tremeloes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Colin Newman,
Section 25,
The Associates,
Deadbeat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Infiniti,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yaz,
Oblivians,
Kevin Saunderson,
Main Source,
Sex Pistols,
Circle Jerks,
Depeche Mode,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Sherman,
Kayak,
Warren Ellis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pulsallama,
The Motions,
Wolf Eyes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Slave,
The Angels of Light,
Lyres,
T.S.O.L.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Khruangbin,
The Fire Engines,
Lakeside,
Lalo Schifrin,
Max Romeo,
The Neon Judgement,
These Immortal Souls,
The J.B.'s,
Toni Rubio,
Lindisfarne,
the Swans,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.