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 Ecuador and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed,
Colin Newman,
Moss Icon,
T. Rex,
The Moleskins,
Tom Boy,
Howard Jones,
Public Enemy,
DNA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Rundgren,
Bauhaus,
The Music Machine,
Excepter,
Kerri Chandler,
Babytalk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Raincoats,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hot Snakes,
JFA,
K-Klass,
Danielle Patucci,
Thompson Twins,
These Immortal Souls,
Black Flag,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cure,
The Tremeloes,
Loose Ends,
Adolescents,
Supertramp,
Fad Gadget,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Zero Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scrapy,
Johnny Clarke,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eric Copeland,
the Normal,
Swell Maps,
The Gun Club,
Sonny Sharrock,
Masters at Work,
Ken Boothe,
Young Marble Giants,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DJ Sneak,
Cybotron,
New Age Steppers,
Inner City,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gories,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David Bowie,
Girls At Our Best!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.