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 Senegal and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Alice Coltrane to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Parry Music,
Second Layer,
Pagans,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Byrd,
Little Man,
Absolute Body Control,
Amon Düül II,
Zero Boys,
Boredoms,
Deepchord,
Roy Ayers,
The Doors,
Lindisfarne,
Tim Buckley,
Average White Band,
Fugazi,
Eli Mardock,
Funky Four + One,
Ronnie Foster,
Flash Fearless,
Kerrie Biddell,
Inner City,
The Angels of Light,
Bang On A Can,
The Mighty Diamonds,
ABC,
Tomorrow,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pantaleimon,
a-ha,
The Fall,
Procol Harum,
Zapp,
Chrome,
Morten Harket,
Pantytec,
Dennis Brown,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Christie,
Man Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Electric Prunes,
Guru Guru,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxy Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quantec,
Animal Collective,
The Walker Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Wyatt,
The New Christs,
Derrick Morgan,
Yaz,
MDC,
DJ Sneak,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kayak,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.