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 Bhutan and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Drive Like Jehu to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Faraquet,
Heaven 17,
Wolf Eyes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Anthony Braxton,
The United States of America,
Black Moon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
Tim Buckley,
Television,
The New Christs,
The Fortunes,
Niagra,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronnie Foster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Godley & Creme,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
Pharoah Sanders,
Duran Duran,
Icehouse,
Grauzone,
Joe Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ken Boothe,
Dave Gahan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
OOIOO,
Warren Ellis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Arcadia,
AZ,
Model 500,
The Fire Engines,
Brand Nubian,
Minutemen,
Judy Mowatt,
Quadrant,
Albert Ayler,
Qualms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soul II Soul,
Janne Schatter,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Babytalk,
The Remains,
The Cramps,
Neu!,
Blancmange,
Funky Four + One,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sugar Minott,
Skaos,
Deepchord,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.