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 Guatemala and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Zero Boys to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
The Shadows of Knight,
Television,
Supertramp,
Arab on Radar,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Section 25,
Rosa Yemen,
Alison Limerick,
Soul Sonic Force,
These Immortal Souls,
Magma,
Rapeman,
Wolf Eyes,
Bronski Beat,
Pussy Galore,
The Searchers,
Mandrill,
Wire,
Rites of Spring,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pagans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Saccharine Trust,
Procol Harum,
Slick Rick,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
The Dirtbombs,
Kas Product,
Infiniti,
Patti Smith,
Morten Harket,
Fatback Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Das Ding,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Interpol,
Erykah Badu,
Scientists,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Masters at Work,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
Dennis Brown,
The Pretty Things,
One Last Wish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Stooges,
The Pop Group,
Mars,
The Selecter,
Yaz,
Soulsonic Force,
The Black Dice,
Funky Four + One,
B.T. Express,
Sandy B,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.