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 Thailand and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tubeway Army to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Anthony Braxton,
Lightning Bolt,
Nik Kershaw,
Bluetip,
Bob Dylan,
Kayak,
Sight & Sound,
Television,
the Soft Cell,
Reagan Youth,
The Fuzztones,
Shoche,
Los Fastidios,
Fluxion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DNA,
T.S.O.L.,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pierre Henry,
Adolescents,
The Human League,
Joe Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Lydon,
The Knickerbockers,
Hashim,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
Loose Ends,
The Offenders,
Rapeman,
Minor Threat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Neu!,
Arab on Radar,
cv313,
the Sonics,
Oblivians,
Scratch Acid,
In Retrospect,
Index,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Motions,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marc Almond,
Wolf Eyes,
Das Ding,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dave Gahan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tom Boy,
Byron Stingily,
Danielle Patucci,
Altered Images,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.