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 Uganda and from Lagos.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Holger Czukay 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 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Godley & Creme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed,
Mars,
Aswad,
Sun City Girls,
Blancmange,
the Bar-Kays,
B.T. Express,
Sister Nancy,
Skriet,
Prince Buster,
Flash Fearless,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Quantec,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Don Cherry,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Names,
The Flesh Eaters,
Deakin,
Surgeon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ronan,
Alphaville,
Slick Rick,
The Wake,
Isaac Hayes,
John Foxx,
Infiniti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Adolescents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Flag,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sarah Menescal,
Graham Central Station,
Curtis Mayfield,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mark Hollis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Audionom,
Brand Nubian,
Ornette Coleman,
Von Mondo,
Michelle Simonal,
Soulsonic Force,
Echospace,
The Slits,
Kurtis Blow,
Arab on Radar,
Organ,
Mo-Dettes,
The Searchers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Young Rascals,
The Golliwogs,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.