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 Kiribati and from Woodstock.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scientists to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slackers,
The Smiths,
Massinfluence,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soft Cell,
Metal Thangz,
Freddie Wadling,
The Stooges,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glenn Branca,
The United States of America,
The Cowsills,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mr. Review,
Tomorrow,
Susan Cadogan,
Niagra,
The Names,
Country Teasers,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
cv313,
The Five Americans,
Agitation Free,
Infiniti,
Mad Mike,
Q65,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Walker Brothers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Almond,
Joyce Sims,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Trumans Water,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Byron Stingily,
The Dirtbombs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bill Wells,
Janne Schatter,
Icehouse,
Don Cherry,
Graham Central Station,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pulsallama,
Los Fastidios,
Negative Approach,
Cameo,
Dual Sessions,
New Age Steppers,
These Immortal Souls,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stereo Dub,
Boredoms,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.