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 Jamaica and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 ABC 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chrome,
Davy DMX,
T.S.O.L.,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shuggie Otis,
Essential Logic,
The Busters,
Lightning Bolt,
Eve St. Jones,
DJ Style,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dark Day,
Livin' Joy,
Mo-Dettes,
Symarip,
The Gladiators,
The United States of America,
Gang Green,
Sandy B,
the Swans,
Kayak,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kurtis Blow,
KRS-One,
Altered Images,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Blackbyrds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Amon Düül,
Scientists,
Ice-T,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cymande,
kango's stein massive,
Fugazi,
Black Flag,
Bronski Beat,
Byron Stingily,
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Clarke,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
K-Klass,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Victims,
Simply Red,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Magazine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Judy Mowatt,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vainqueur,
Clear Light,
The Leaves,
The Invisible,
the Normal,
Sarah Menescal,
Bob Dylan,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.