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 Netherlands and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Magma to the rap 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
These Immortal Souls,
the Bar-Kays,
PIL,
The Martian,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tres Demented,
Funky Four + One,
The Monochrome Set,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
New Order,
Mark Hollis,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Velvet Underground,
The Offenders,
Lalo Schifrin,
Qualms,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minutemen,
Derrick Morgan,
Skriet,
Dark Day,
Alphaville,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Procol Harum,
Patti Smith,
Duran Duran,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Dead C,
Pole,
Byron Stingily,
Country Teasers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nik Kershaw,
Boz Scaggs,
Stiv Bators,
Sugar Minott,
The Index,
Pussy Galore,
The Last Poets,
Mo-Dettes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Second Layer,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lebanon Hanover,
This Heat,
Jacques Brel,
Saccharine Trust,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tommy Roe,
Ice-T,
Kenny Larkin,
Quadrant,
In Retrospect,
Agent Orange,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Terry,
Bill Near,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Malaria!,
Hasil Adkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Japan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.