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 Taiwan and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex 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?
Moebius,
Neil Young,
Bill Near,
Tom Boy,
Thee Headcoats,
Camouflage,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ituana,
Agitation Free,
Prince Buster,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kas Product,
Rapeman,
Siglo XX,
Bad Manners,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalann,
Section 25,
the Sonics,
Gong,
Marvin Gaye,
John Cale,
Eurythmics,
Masters at Work,
Hot Snakes,
The Saints,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alice Coltrane,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
U.S. Maple,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Janne Schatter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Black Dice,
Hashim,
Idris Muhammad,
June Days,
Roy Ayers,
Jerry's Kids,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker,
Eve St. Jones,
Grauzone,
The Music Machine,
kango's stein massive,
Animal Collective,
The Pretty Things,
New York Dolls,
Reagan Youth,
FM Einheit,
Spoonie Gee,
Shuggie Otis,
Graham Central Station,
Adolescents,
Severed Heads,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.