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 Zimbabwe and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 June of 44 to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Residents,
Oneida,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ronnie Foster,
The Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dual Sessions,
Mad Mike,
The Flesh Eaters,
Junior Murvin,
Can,
Marmalade,
LL Cool J,
The Techniques,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Janne Schatter,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ornette Coleman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terry Callier,
the Soft Cell,
Unrelated Segments,
Delta 5,
John Foxx,
Bush Tetras,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Little Man,
The Dead C,
Brass Construction,
Maurizio,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Pretty Things,
Archie Shepp,
Faust,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül II,
Symarip,
Ponytail,
Quantec,
Arab on Radar,
Amon Düül,
Man Parrish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Groovy Waters,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neil Young,
The Buckinghams,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
China Crisis,
Section 25,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.