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 Maldives and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pere Ubu to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Rotary Connection,
Smog,
Porter Ricks,
Mars,
Albert Ayler,
Crime,
The Mojo Men,
Lucky Dragons,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Zapp,
Lou Christie,
Tubeway Army,
Bluetip,
Underground Resistance,
Urselle,
T. Rex,
kango's stein massive,
The Last Poets,
Soul II Soul,
Absolute Body Control,
Terrestrial Tones,
Make Up,
Sonic Youth,
Audionom,
Altered Images,
The Young Rascals,
Traffic Nightmare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Circle Jerks,
Iggy Pop,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sex Pistols,
Oblivians,
Theoretical Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Michelle Simonal,
The Trojans,
Sam Rivers,
The Fall,
Youth Brigade,
Donald Byrd,
Eric Dolphy,
X-102,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
ABBA,
The Happenings,
Robert Wyatt,
Barry Ungar,
DJ Style,
Khruangbin,
PIL,
Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
Kas Product,
Neu!,
Janne Schatter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minor Threat,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.