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 Armenia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Rufus Thomas to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ 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 mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Lucky Dragons,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tubeway Army,
Tommy Roe,
Lyres,
The Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Brothers Johnson,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camberwell Now,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Pop Group,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Hood,
The Blackbyrds,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joe Finger,
the Soft Cell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deakin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Human League,
Bill Wells,
June Days,
Malaria!,
Marvin Gaye,
Loose Ends,
Pantaleimon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Judy Mowatt,
New York Dolls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jacob Miller,
Massinfluence,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vainqueur,
Audionom,
Duran Duran,
Vladislav Delay,
Barrington Levy,
Nils Olav,
X-Ray Spex,
Radio Birdman,
Junior Murvin,
Second Layer,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Qualms,
Unrelated Segments,
X-101,
Carl Craig,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.