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 Japan and from New York.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Quantec to the punk 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Royal Trux,
Heaven 17,
Blancmange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Wells,
Popol Vuh,
Iggy Pop,
Khruangbin,
Roger Hodgson,
Section 25,
Andrew Hill,
Godley & Creme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Invisible,
Warren Ellis,
Ralphi Rosario,
DJ Style,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
These Immortal Souls,
The Martian,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Circle Jerks,
The Names,
Joensuu 1685,
John Coltrane,
Sparks,
Gang of Four,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sonics,
Sam Rivers,
Black Pus,
Scion,
Easy Going,
Alphaville,
Boz Scaggs,
Zapp,
Brass Construction,
The Moody Blues,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Star Department,
Subhumans,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wings,
Ponytail,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Standells,
Alice Coltrane,
the Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Sonics,
10cc,
Grauzone,
Ornette Coleman,
Sarah Menescal,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.