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 Togo and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Albert Ayler to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Byron Stingily,
The Cowsills,
Rosa Yemen,
Surgeon,
Rotary Connection,
The Electric Prunes,
The Standells,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Smiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Dawn Penn,
Joyce Sims,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marvin Gaye,
La Düsseldorf,
Reagan Youth,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Real Kids,
Sun City Girls,
Monolake,
Glambeats Corp.,
Au Pairs,
Dennis Brown,
L. Decosne,
Carl Craig,
the Normal,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cheater Slicks,
The Durutti Column,
Jerry's Kids,
Basic Channel,
The Slackers,
Ten City,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kenny Larkin,
Loose Ends,
Technova,
Absolute Body Control,
Quantec,
Vladislav Delay,
Roxy Music,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Wyatt,
Quando Quango,
Eve St. Jones,
Yellowson,
Infiniti,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Amazonics,
Public Enemy,
Youth Brigade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Visage,
The Vogues,
Bobby Byrd,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.