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 Gabon and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Leonard Cohen to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Brass Construction,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Christie,
The Alarm Clocks,
DNA,
Colin Newman,
AZ,
Neu!,
Agitation Free,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Surgeon,
The New Christs,
Hot Snakes,
Urselle,
Black Sheep,
Kayak,
Grauzone,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cymande,
Sister Nancy,
Crooked Eye,
Sun Ra,
The Busters,
The Associates,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Connie Case,
Lakeside,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Görl,
the Sonics,
Clear Light,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlback,
T. Rex,
Siglo XX,
The Trojans,
Buzzcocks,
Piero Umiliani,
These Immortal Souls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bill Wells,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flipper,
Ice-T,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dirtbombs,
Patti Smith,
Ohio Players,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
JFA,
Pulsallama,
Black Moon,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.