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 Latvia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 The Sonics to the grime 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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Raincoats,
June Days,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mary Jane Girls,
The New Christs,
The Slackers,
CMW,
The Standells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alphaville,
Derrick Morgan,
Symarip,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alton Ellis,
Danielle Patucci,
The Stooges,
EPMD,
LL Cool J,
Anthony Braxton,
R.M.O.,
Public Enemy,
Subhumans,
Amon Düül,
Motorama,
John Foxx,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quantec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Traffic Nightmare,
Negative Approach,
Metal Thangz,
Skarface,
Bizarre Inc.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hashim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Arab on Radar,
Pantaleimon,
Zapp,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Litter,
the Normal,
Smog,
The Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Basic Channel,
Throbbing Gristle,
Man Eating Sloth,
Todd Terry,
10cc,
Q65,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gun Club,
T. Rex,
Marmalade,
Joyce Sims,
Infiniti,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.