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 Hungary and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Pretty Things to the rock 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Nas,
Ponytail,
Metal Thangz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Circle Jerks,
The Fire Engines,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slits,
Sister Nancy,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Litter,
10cc,
Bill Near,
Accadde A,
Icehouse,
Bobby Byrd,
Peter and Kerry,
Aural Exciters,
U.S. Maple,
ABBA,
The Standells,
Liliput,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Doors,
Cameo,
Negative Approach,
Minutemen,
Alphaville,
Tears for Fears,
Stockholm Monsters,
Derrick May,
Bad Manners,
Danielle Patucci,
FM Einheit,
Heaven 17,
Warren Ellis,
cv313,
Donald Byrd,
Symarip,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Names,
Aaron Thompson,
Simply Red,
Fluxion,
Ultra Naté,
R.M.O.,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deepchord,
Donny Hathaway,
Funkadelic,
Yazoo,
Monolake,
Porter Ricks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wings,
Howard Jones,
World's Most,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Germs,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.