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 Liechtenstein and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Barry Ungar to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Misunderstood,
The Fuzztones,
Alice Coltrane,
Jawbox,
The Doors,
Amon Düül,
Isaac Hayes,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Parry Music,
Porter Ricks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scrapy,
CMW,
the Human League,
Shuggie Otis,
Brass Construction,
EPMD,
Dennis Brown,
R.M.O.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Godley & Creme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Normal,
Rhythm & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funkadelic,
Yellowson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pole,
Bobby Womack,
The Pretty Things,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sandy B,
the Sonics,
Blancmange,
Nico,
Eurythmics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Liliput,
Niagra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masters at Work,
The Vogues,
Gang Green,
Ronnie Foster,
David McCallum,
Robert Görl,
Tears for Fears,
Half Japanese,
Tomorrow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Interpol,
Leonard Cohen,
Tres Demented,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.