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 Poland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe 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 Little Man to the punk 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Blossom Toes,
Mo-Dettes,
Gichy Dan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pussy Galore,
The Tremeloes,
Little Man,
Joyce Sims,
Kayak,
Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
Danielle Patucci,
Cheater Slicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sight & Sound,
James White and The Blacks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Prince Buster,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Sheep,
Von Mondo,
Quadrant,
Fad Gadget,
The Electric Prunes,
Thompson Twins,
Bush Tetras,
Jerry's Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
EPMD,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Shuggie Otis,
Goldenarms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Patti Smith,
Dead Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hoover,
Young Marble Giants,
Scratch Acid,
Aaron Thompson,
The Saints,
John Foxx,
Kas Product,
The New Christs,
Sister Nancy,
Eurythmics,
Surgeon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Neil Young,
Roger Hodgson,
Sparks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gun Club,
Rakim,
Bobby Sherman,
Masters at Work,
Idris Muhammad,
Flamin' Groovies,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Connie Case,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.