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 Gabon and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Scientists to the techno 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Junior Murvin,
Sixth Finger,
The Last Poets,
Soft Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
Sonic Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Basic Channel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter and Kerry,
Sex Pistols,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultra Naté,
The Misunderstood,
Amazonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
U.S. Maple,
Althea and Donna,
Nas,
Talk Talk,
Desert Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Monks,
Bad Manners,
Electric Prunes,
F. McDonald,
Minny Pops,
Rekid,
Monolake,
Dave Gahan,
Kayak,
Robert Hood,
The Five Americans,
a-ha,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joey Negro,
Henry Cow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marine Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The J.B.'s,
Underground Resistance,
Bob Dylan,
Infiniti,
Fat Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Erasure,
Motorama,
Stockholm Monsters,
Guru Guru,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joyce Sims,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.