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 Guyana and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Urselle,
Panda Bear,
Los Fastidios,
Trumans Water,
Wings,
Q and Not U,
Public Enemy,
Depeche Mode,
The Knickerbockers,
Al Stewart,
Ohio Players,
Altered Images,
Steve Hackett,
PIL,
The Zeros,
Icehouse,
Zero Boys,
The Cramps,
Peter and Kerry,
The Young Rascals,
New York Dolls,
The Modern Lovers,
Intrusion,
Fat Boys,
Davy DMX,
The Searchers,
Make Up,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pagans,
Deakin,
Tubeway Army,
Lyres,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Pus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crooked Eye,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lakeside,
Sound Behaviour,
cv313,
Blancmange,
The Kinks,
Goldenarms,
Bob Dylan,
Neil Young,
Shoche,
Essential Logic,
The Pop Group,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Coltrane,
The Gun Club,
Nas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Amon Düül II,
Dave Gahan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Standells,
In Retrospect,
Eli Mardock,
Warren Ellis,
Rosa Yemen,
Babytalk,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.