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 Benin and from Seoul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Funky Four + One to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Dennis Brown,
Ludus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dead Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gories,
Ohio Players,
Niagra,
Khruangbin,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smiths,
Terry Callier,
Chrome,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nirvana,
Supertramp,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barry Ungar,
The Stooges,
Mantronix,
Lucky Dragons,
Morten Harket,
CMW,
the Bar-Kays,
The Birthday Party,
MDC,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
Sun Ra,
Circle Jerks,
Wally Richardson,
The Misunderstood,
The Leaves,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ronan,
Scrapy,
Bauhaus,
The Young Rascals,
Fear,
R.M.O.,
Masters at Work,
Warren Ellis,
Negative Approach,
Joe Finger,
D'Angelo,
Agitation Free,
48th St. Collective,
Joy Division,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Duran Duran,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Massinfluence,
The Residents,
Country Teasers,
Nils Olav,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.