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 Uganda and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Goldenarms to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Porter Ricks,
Rotary Connection,
Alice Coltrane,
Girls At Our Best!,
The United States of America,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cure,
Amon Düül II,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fall,
The Durutti Column,
Brick,
Ice-T,
The Seeds,
Accadde A,
Ronnie Foster,
Sandy B,
Black Moon,
Altered Images,
Loose Ends,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Second Layer,
Easy Going,
The Five Americans,
Wire,
The Beau Brummels,
Leonard Cohen,
Television Personalities,
Eden Ahbez,
Ornette Coleman,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
Mission of Burma,
The Red Krayola,
Patti Smith,
Bronski Beat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skaos,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Theoretical Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
In Retrospect,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacques Brel,
Arcadia,
The Sound,
B.T. Express,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crash Course in Science,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultra Naté,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
PIL,
10cc,
Von Mondo,
Excepter,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.