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 Palau 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
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 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 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 Dennis Brown to the dance 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Q and Not U,
Oblivians,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharoah Sanders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
The Zeros,
DJ Sneak,
The Real Kids,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tommy Roe,
Flash Fearless,
Adolescents,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric B and Rakim,
Trumans Water,
Theoretical Girls,
Lungfish,
Bill Wells,
D'Angelo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pulsallama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grey Daturas,
Organ,
Eric Copeland,
Basic Channel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The New Christs,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Lynne,
Piero Umiliani,
Scientists,
Schoolly D,
Faraquet,
Interpol,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Iggy Pop,
David Bowie,
The Dead C,
Chris & Cosey,
Unwound,
Newcleus,
Gong,
Y Pants,
Bizarre Inc.,
Visage,
Carl Craig,
Kenny Larkin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Count Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Teasers,
Sonny Sharrock,
David Axelrod,
Toni Rubio,
The Red Krayola,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.