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 Solomon Islands and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Procol Harum to the rock 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scan 7,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Juan Atkins,
F. McDonald,
Suburban Knight,
Babytalk,
Skaos,
The Selecter,
Susan Cadogan,
Kaleidoscope,
Angry Samoans,
Neu!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
T.S.O.L.,
The United States of America,
Mission of Burma,
Fad Gadget,
Anakelly,
The Offenders,
Ossler,
Joey Negro,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pole,
Goldenarms,
Magazine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bob Dylan,
This Heat,
Dave Gahan,
The Tremeloes,
The Dirtbombs,
Altered Images,
Man Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Aloha Tigers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delon & Dalcan,
Monks,
Basic Channel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bauhaus,
Byron Stingily,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed,
Arcadia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Theoretical Girls,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Style,
Dark Day,
Gang Starr,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.