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 Malta and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gong to the grime 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Bob Dylan,
Vainqueur,
Ponytail,
Erasure,
Icehouse,
Todd Rundgren,
Royal Trux,
a-ha,
The Durutti Column,
The Fugs,
AZ,
Scott Walker,
Archie Shepp,
The Young Rascals,
Agitation Free,
Quantec,
Aural Exciters,
Banda Bassotti,
The Walker Brothers,
Rekid,
Aloha Tigers,
John Holt,
Au Pairs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Hill,
Henry Cow,
Kerri Chandler,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
The Birthday Party,
Sound Behaviour,
the Bar-Kays,
Chris Corsano,
Zapp,
Brothers Johnson,
Ronnie Foster,
Stetsasonic,
Deadbeat,
Neu!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Max Romeo,
The Smoke,
Angry Samoans,
Magma,
Groovy Waters,
The Skatalites,
The Slackers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Moon,
John Lydon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jacques Brel,
Khruangbin,
The Names,
Gichy Dan,
Malaria!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.