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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sister Nancy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Searchers,
The New Christs,
Toni Rubio,
Cluster,
Outsiders,
Eric Dolphy,
Suburban Knight,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Womack,
Nas,
Main Source,
Excepter,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Görl,
Mo-Dettes,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dead Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
Prince Buster,
Easy Going,
Subhumans,
Franke,
Mission of Burma,
Second Layer,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cal Tjader,
Public Enemy,
Monolake,
Slick Rick,
Heaven 17,
Neil Young,
Minny Pops,
Leonard Cohen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chrome,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wings,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Durutti Column,
Schoolly D,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Todd Rundgren,
The Blackbyrds,
Ken Boothe,
Eve St. Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pulsallama,
Newcleus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Albert Ayler,
The Toasters,
June Days,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.