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 Monaco and from Lille.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pole to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
James White and The Blacks,
Hot Snakes,
Con Funk Shun,
Judy Mowatt,
The Skatalites,
Glenn Branca,
Jeff Lynne,
Lyres,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pole,
The Toasters,
Ludus,
Matthew Halsall,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Robert Hood,
Hasil Adkins,
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Bourne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Khruangbin,
the Germs,
The Saints,
The Offenders,
Adolescents,
The Grass Roots,
Skriet,
Joyce Sims,
Mandrill,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lakeside,
kango's stein massive,
Interpol,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soulsonic Force,
The Leaves,
Rufus Thomas,
Ornette Coleman,
The Knickerbockers,
Sex Pistols,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
Todd Terry,
Roxy Music,
Sällskapet,
Crash Course in Science,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
The Gladiators,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minny Pops,
The Smiths,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.