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 South Sudan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
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 organ 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 Outsiders to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Connie Case,
Dual Sessions,
The Human League,
Cluster,
Aural Exciters,
Cheater Slicks,
Groovy Waters,
Stereo Dub,
Nation of Ulysses,
In Retrospect,
Agent Orange,
Lalo Schifrin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
China Crisis,
Oblivians,
Kayak,
Mars,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mummies,
Eve St. Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scion,
Underground Resistance,
The Walker Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
The Index,
Stetsasonic,
Reuben Wilson,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Skatalites,
The Associates,
The Smoke,
DNA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
Absolute Body Control,
Nils Olav,
Warsaw,
Banda Bassotti,
Lungfish,
Byron Stingily,
10cc,
Cymande,
Porter Ricks,
the Human League,
Make Up,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eurythmics,
Todd Rundgren,
The Red Krayola,
Minutemen,
Josef K,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Maleditus Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABC,
Television Personalities,
FM Einheit,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.