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 the UAE and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 The Birthday Party to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
The Monochrome Set,
Steve Hackett,
Nico,
Deadbeat,
The Velvet Underground,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eddi Front,
Sun Ra,
Gang of Four,
Connie Case,
L. Decosne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Vainqueur,
Ken Boothe,
Symarip,
Animal Collective,
The Associates,
Peter & Gordon,
Eli Mardock,
Pulsallama,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tubeway Army,
Jacob Miller,
Cybotron,
Henry Cow,
Buzzcocks,
The Slits,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
E-Dancer,
The Names,
Pylon,
Nirvana,
Essential Logic,
Wire,
The Smoke,
Thee Headcoats,
The Vogues,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
The Martian,
Moby Grape,
The Black Dice,
Rekid,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kayak,
Warsaw,
Rosa Yemen,
Roxy Music,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobbi Humphrey,
These Immortal Souls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
A Certain Ratio,
the Swans,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.