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 Poland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ 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 Rufus Thomas to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Excepter,
Basic Channel,
Bluetip,
Fugazi,
Soul II Soul,
The Tremeloes,
The Evens,
Rites of Spring,
Barbara Tucker,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shuggie Otis,
Eli Mardock,
Camberwell Now,
China Crisis,
Animal Collective,
Bobby Byrd,
Country Teasers,
Little Man,
The Birthday Party,
Ituana,
Danielle Patucci,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Victims,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Tears for Fears,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Carl Craig,
Arcadia,
Panda Bear,
The Five Americans,
Mad Mike,
Hoover,
Marc Almond,
The Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Morten Harket,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
The Angels of Light,
The Doors,
Sugar Minott,
Derrick Morgan,
Don Cherry,
The Sonics,
Hot Snakes,
Radio Birdman,
Terry Callier,
Sandy B,
Isaac Hayes,
Agitation Free,
Trumans Water,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Duran Duran,
Cybotron,
Mo-Dettes,
Spandau Ballet,
Bad Manners,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.