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 Uruguay and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Shadows of Knight to the disco 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mummies,
Nick Fraelich,
L. Decosne,
The Beau Brummels,
Glenn Branca,
The Music Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boredoms,
Piero Umiliani,
The Wake,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lower 48,
Pharoah Sanders,
Boz Scaggs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Johnny Clarke,
Radiopuhelimet,
Prince Buster,
Duran Duran,
Whodini,
Model 500,
Procol Harum,
Janne Schatter,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Saints,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cymande,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marvin Gaye,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nils Olav,
X-102,
In Retrospect,
Angry Samoans,
Cecil Taylor,
Gichy Dan,
The Associates,
Robert Hood,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Moon,
Roxette,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Infiniti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Todd Rundgren,
Soul II Soul,
Scratch Acid,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blancmange,
Scrapy,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Smoke,
Funky Four + One,
Morten Harket,
Cameo,
Bang On A Can,
Organ,
Agent Orange,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.