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 Oman and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 Henry Cow to the techno 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
Morten Harket,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Au Pairs,
Aaron Thompson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wolf Eyes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eden Ahbez,
Prince Buster,
The Victims,
Lee Hazlewood,
Skarface,
Cecil Taylor,
The Smiths,
Kerri Chandler,
Depeche Mode,
Arab on Radar,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fall,
In Retrospect,
Jawbox,
Scion,
Kevin Saunderson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minny Pops,
Parry Music,
Sixth Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Supertramp,
K-Klass,
Y Pants,
Quantec,
Lou Reed,
JFA,
The Knickerbockers,
The Buckinghams,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wasted Youth,
Kenny Larkin,
Danielle Patucci,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Suicide,
Eric Copeland,
Vladislav Delay,
Scientists,
Electric Prunes,
Brass Construction,
Basic Channel,
Franke,
Interpol,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.